Rita stole quietly to the sliding door. It was getting dark where she
was in the kitchen, and a wedge of light came through the crack.

Her son and his girlfriend were sprawled on the living room couch. Tommy
had stripped the girl's jeans off. Her blouse was open and so was the
hook on the front of her bra, letting her big tits thrust out.

With one hand under her ass, he peeled her panties down off her
ass-cheeks. He drew the thin pink garment down off her legs and dropped
it on the floor. The girl had his fly open and one hand inside.

He spread the girl's legs, exposing the wedge of black pussy-hair, and
slipped a finger in her cunt.

"Oh!" the girl gasped. "Let me get your big cock out. I'll see if I can
get my mouth over it."

Rita had heard enough. Once started, there'd be no stopping that bitch.
She didn't like her anyway.

She pulled the kitchen step stool over to the cupboard and climbed the
two steps. Standing on tiptoes, she stretched and found the set of metal
mixing bowls on the top shelf and pulled them out and dropped all four
of them.

The clatter of metal on tile was over in a moment. Nothing but silence
came from the living room.

Rita smiled to herself and said, "Damn! That was clumsy of me."

She got down and picked up the bowls, giving the bitch a minute to get
her clothes back on.

After counting off sixty seconds, Rita went to the door and slid it
open. Mitzi had her clothes on, and Tommy's fly was closed. Both were
red-faced.

"We have different values," Rita said. "I have a high regard for my
femininity."

"And your high heels? Are they to make you look as tall as me?"

Rita suppressed the urge to smack her. Maybe the dark-haired girl was
right, but it would take more than heels to make her look tall. She just
shrugged.

Tommy came back, dangling the car keys, and rescued the conversation
before Rita could strangle the impudent bitch.

"Ready, Mitzi?" he asked. She nodded. "Back in a little bit, Mom."

When they were gone, Rita stood and went to the mirror beside the
fireplace and looked at her trim figure. What could Tommy see in that
damned little bitch? She could be beautiful, but she was just an
eighteen-year-old slob, rude and sloppy, not at all fit to keep company
with Rita's clean-cut good-mannered son.

Besides, the rude bitch just wanted Tommy's cock. Had Rita been a few
minutes later coming up from the basement, the bitch would have gotten
Tommy to fuck her.

What then? She was uneducated in other things, she would know nothing
about birth control either. Next thing she would get knocked up. Tommy,
being the decent young man he was, would feel compelled to marry her and
take care of her, giving up any hope of the college education that was
to start in a few months.

Well, that wasn't going to happen. She wouldn't let the impertinent
bitch have the chance. Rita ground her hips back and forth, making the
silky dress swish higher and higher on her legs. Not bad for a
thirty-eight-year-old mother. She rose on one foot and turned quickly,
making her long blonde hair fly out and the dress billow up around her
waist, showing her stockinged thighs and lacy black garters.

That rude little bitch was way out of her league.

* * *

It was 11:00 p.m. when Rita brought a sandwich and a glass of milk to
Tommy's room. Her son, dressed in pajamas, sat in the spill of light
from the desk lamp, with text books piled to the side.

"I brought you some food for thought," she said.

He closed a book while yawning, smiled, and stood up. "Thanks, Mom, but
I'm about finished cramming."

"Gonna pass that test tomorrow?"

"Darn right. I'm ready for it."

She squeezed his shoulder, "I'm proud of you, Tommy. You have a bright
future ahead of you. Just don't blow it."

His forehead creased. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Well ... don't run with the wrong bunch of people. I'd hate to see you
get hurt."

"Mom, are you talking about Mitzi?"

Warm blood rushed to her cheeks and she nodded. "I guess Mitzi's okay,"
she said. "There are just some things about her I don't like."

Her son looked at her with an expression more serious than she'd seen
before.

"Mom ... I don't know quite how to tell you this. I'm grown up and there
are times when I get the urge--" He looked down, blushing.

She suppressed the urge to laugh and took his arm and said, "I know all
about those urges. I was eighteen myself once. When you have those
urges, you have to take care of them or they'll take over your life."

He was looking down at her, his expression incredulous, but he didn't
say anything.

"You need to deal with those urges," she continued, "but be careful.
Some of those young girls can get you in trouble."

"You're trying to tell me something, aren't you?"

"Look, I took care of you for eighteen years. I can take care of you a
little longer."

"Mom!"

That did it, she thought. Now it's time to deliver.

Rita reached back and drew the zipper on her dress down to the crack of
her ass. She took the silk by the hem and drew it up over her head and
tossed it aside. She stood before him in bra, panties, garters, sheer
stockings, and high-heeled shoes.

"There, now. Don't I have as good a figure as most teenaged girls?"

He was silent for several seconds while his face turned red. She looked
down at her own figure. Her legs were heavier than most girls, but
otherwise she could measure up very well with the young ones.

His hands went to her waist, then slipped down on her hips. She turned
in his hands and pushed her ass against him. There was nothing soft
about the cock-bulge in his pajamas. She opened the hook in the front of
her bra and pulled the cups away, letting her thirty-three-inch tits jut
forward.

"They aren't as big as Mitzi's," she said, bringing his hands to cup her
tits. "But they don't sag down, either."

Tommy's breath was hot on the back of her neck. He squeezed her tits and
pinched the hardening nipples, each between thumb and forefinger. Her
breath came with a gasp each time he rotated the nipples, sending a warm
ache through her tits.

She turned to face his dresser mirror and said, "Take off my panties,
honey ... please."

He squeezed her hard tits one more time and ran his hands down to her
waist, out on her hips, and into the waistband of her panties. He was
looking over her head at the mirror as he peeled the thin nylon down,
exposing her blonde-haired pussy.

With her cunt fully exposed, he pulled her panties down on her legs and
let them fall around her ankles. She stood, looking at herself, her lacy
black garter belt holding up the transparent stockings, his hands moving
closer to the exposed edge of her cunt.

He fingered her cunt-lips sending a tingle of warmth through her cunt.
It made her suck in her breath. The hard cock-bulge in his pajamas
pushed against her bare ass. He was ready to fuck, except she hadn't
undressed him.

Rita turned in his arms, reached up, and opened the buttons on his
pajama top, all the time watching his lower lip tremble while he looked
down at her body. Such a young face, she thought, just like Jack when
they had married nineteen years ago.

Later, Jack had picked up some scars from life, and then two years ago
he got sick. There was a year of suffering, then the funeral. Well, now
it was a new life, and she was going to take care of the memory of Jack
... in every way.

She peeled Tommy's pajama top off and reached down and drew the knot out
of the drawstring. While she knelt and drew down the pajama bottom, the
bulge of his cock pulled at the cloth. His mat of black groin-hair was
thick and curly. The pajamas came loose and his cock sprang free in
front of her face.

She gasped at the size of his cock ... far bigger than she had
remembered. His cock had to be eight inches long in the shaft and curved
up slightly and as hard as a piece of steel. The cock-head loomed in
front of her face. She put her lips to the swollen cock-meat and kissed
it while running the tip of her tongue into the piss-slit. His hips
trembled.

Standing once more, she put her arms around her son's neck and pushed
her cunt and tits against him while seeking his lips. His arms crushed
her against him while they kissed.

She drew her mouth away and took a deep breath. His hot cock was shoved
against her belly. He was ready to fuck, but she still needed some
warming up.

"Take me to bed, Tommy."

He scooped her up in his arms and carried her, with no apparent effort,
to his bed. She kept an arm on his shoulder while he laid her on her
back.

"Tommy, you might already know this," she said, "but women are slow to
come to a boil. Play with me a little. Play with my tits and my cunt."

"Okay, Mom," he said, getting up on the bed on his knees. "Gosh, but
you're pretty. I like the way you dress, with your stockings and garters
and high-heeled shoes."

"I did that just for you," she said, spreading her thighs wide in front
of him. "In fact, everything you see is just for you. Come on. Play with
me."

He worked his fingers on her cunt-lips, bringing flashes of warmth
through her sensitive flesh. His fingertips touched her closed
pussy-slit.

"Oh, I think it'll stretch enough ... Enough even for your big cock."
She gasped when his finger worked through her cunt-slit. "Oh! I like it
when you when you touch me in there. Your fingers are so nice. Keep it
up!"

He started finger-fucking the hell out of her pussy.

The waves of heat in her pussy rose and fell, rose and fell with the
rubbing motion of his fingers. She braced her feet on the bed and rocked
her hips up and down, up and down, fucking her cunt on his fingers.

She looked down between her spread tits, over the swell of her belly,
over her small pussy-mound to the spread lips of her cunt and his hands,
with his fingers inside her. Her legs were spread wide with her heavy
thighs clad in transparent stockings, held in place with the lacy black
garter belt. Beyond her cunt and his hands, his cock loomed hugely with
a drop of pre-cum hanging from the tip.

"Oh God, Tommy! Take me. Take me now."

His fingers slipped out of her cunt and he grasped her by the soft flesh
of her hips. He drew her toward his waiting cock. Her ass slipped along
the rough bedspread, her legs spread wide.

When her cunt was under his cock, he stopped drawing her toward him and
pushed his cock-head through the spread outer cunt-lips. The cock-head
was hot against her closed inner slit.

She rocked her ass slightly, working her inner cunt-lips against his
cock-head, forcing the cunt-lips to part. The advancing head of his cock
pushed her pussy open little by little, and the prick-head worked inside
until pain stabbed through her cunt.

"Oh!" she cried out.

"Mom! I hurt you."

She put a hand on his shoulder. "That's all right, Tommy. It always
hurts a little at first. It's okay now. Just push your cock in a little
at a time."

While he pushed against her, she rocked her ass and her fuck-hole
parted, letting his cock-head inside.

Now he slowly fucked into her, making the tingling warmth swell through
her cunt as his cock-shaft slipped deeper.

She gripped his shoulders, drawing her ass up off the bed.

"You okay, Mom?"

"I'm wonderful, honey. Fuck me!"

He drew his cock back, letting the swell of warmth decline, stopping
when the bulge of the cock-head tugged at her cunt-slit. Then he fucked
back in fully, bringing back the tingling warmth.

While his cock stroked in and back out, it made the waves of tingling
heat rise and fall, rise and fall. She braced her feet on the bed and
rocked her hips to his cock-strokes, tipping her cunt for him to fuck
straight in, then rolling her ass back, making his prick-shaft rub back
hard on her clit.

His cock drove harder and she lunged her ass up harder, as well. Her
whole upper body relaxed and she whined and writhed under him while the
tingling waves of warmth built in her cunt, rising and falling, rising
and falling. She made her hips undulate, swinging her ass up, letting it
back, swinging it up, letting it back.

Tommy's face was getting red and he grunted with each cock-stroke.

He lunged against her and lay quivering as his cum spurted hotly in her
cunt. His cum pumped over and over, each time a little less than the
time before. Finally, it stopped altogether. He pushed himself up on his
arms and drew his spent cock out. His prick was limp, but it was still
big.

When he lay down beside her, she held his prick in her hand.

"Mom, I just can't believe it."

"Can't believe what?"

"Your cunt is so small. It's smaller than--"

"Smaller than Mitzi's?"

He paused. "Yeah."

"Well, I guess I'm just small all over." She looked down at her hard
tits. "Especially there."

He took one tit in his hand and squeezed it.

"Naw, your tits have a nice shape."

"It's sweet of you to say that, Tommy."

"You didn't come, did you?"

"Not yet. You can fix that when you get hard again."

She squeezed his cock. Ii was still limp and had some growing to do.

"While we're waiting for your cock to come back to life, help me keep
the fire burning in me."

"What can I do?"

"Put your finger in my cunt," she said, twisting one leg out.

He slipped a middle finger through her outer cunt-lips and pushed
against her cunt-slit, twisting his finger back and forth, forcing the
warm flesh to part. His finger slipped inside, bringing a little
tingling ache with it.

"Oh! I like that, honey," she said, wiggling her ass.

He crooked his finger in her cunt, working it all around. "Did I touch
your clit, Mom?"

"If you had, I'd have bounced right off this bed. It's little and hard
to find. Here, let me guide you."

She took his hand, twisted it so the hook of his finger was just inside
her cunt-lips, and inched it up ... up toward her rounded belly.

"Oh!" She jerked her hips up, knocking his hand away from her cunt. "Can
you find it now?"

"I think so," he said, slipping his finger back in her cunt, bending the
finger, probing just inside her tight pussy-slit.

Her bucking hips knocked his hand away again. It just wasn't working. He
was hitting her clit too hard, making her react violently instead of
with warm stimulation. But his cock was turning stiff in her hand,
anyway.

While his cock was stiff, it was not yet hard enough to fuck into her
tight cunt. She could help that process along.

Rita pushed herself up and put a leg over him, straddling his shoulders
on her knees, facing his upthrust cock. She bent down, bringing her face
to his cock.

With her lips against the cock-head, the cock-shaft below her eyes was
shiny and curved ... and long. His balls were far below her eyes. How
could she get this much cock down her throat?

Rita pushed her mouth down on the prick-head, and her lips stretched
wide ... And stopped. She ran her tongue out, spreading her saliva over
the hot cock-meat, making it slippery. Then she nodded her head, forcing
herself down harder, and the huge prick-head slipped into her mouth,
leaving her lips stretched around the prick-shaft.

She took a deep breath and nodded her head down, running her lips down
the cock-shaft. The cock-knob pushed into her throat, filling the space.
She couldn't breathe.

Rita closed her eyes and bobbed her head down, forcing her lips down the
boy's prick, pushing the slippery prick-head back deep in her throat.
His cock filled her throat yet continued to slip deeper and deeper. Her
nose touched warm flesh, and she opened her eyes. His hairy balls were
huge.

She drew her head up, and her lips ran up toward the end of the
cock-shaft, and the cock-head slipped from her throat. Her lips tugged
at the bulge of the cock-head and she took a deep breath and then ran
her lips back down, down all the way until her chin pushed into the hair
on his groin.

Up and down, she drew her lips over his big cock. Her long yellow hair
spilled down on his legs, to form a deep pile when she slipped her lips
down to his groin, to uncoil from the pile when she drew her mouth up.
He groaned and writhed under her and bucked his hips up, helping push
his cock deep in her throat.

It would be nice to suck his cock until he shot off, she thought. That
would be nice, but that wasn't why she was going down on him. Time for
that later. She was doing it to make his cock hard, and it was turning
harder each time she ran her lips the length of the prick-shaft.

Rita ran her lips up and worked one side of her mouth off the cock-head,
then the other.

"Now it's hard enough. Fuck me!"

Tommy rose on his knees while she lay down and spread her stockinged
thighs wide. Her cunt was still slippery with his cum and his cock
entered her easily, forcing her inner cunt-lips to part, fucking deep in
her pussy until his hairy groin rested against her little cunt-mound.

He drew his cock back until the head tugged at her slit, then fucked
back in deep, bringing a big wave of tingling warmth through her cunt.
She braced her feet on the bed and arched her back as she pushed her
cunt up to meet his cock-strokes, bringing her belly up to push against
his.

His cock drove harder and she lunged up harder, as well. Her whole upper
body relaxed with her arms limp over her head, and she whined and
writhed under him while the tingling waves of warmth built in her cunt,
rising and falling, rising and falling. Her hips flowed up from the bed
like waves, heaving her ass up, letting it fall back, heaving it up,
rolling it back.

Then the tingling waves of heat didn't die out between cock-strokes.
They built, each one warmer than the one before as her hips rocked up
higher to meet him.

"Oh! Oh!"

Just as the warmth started to die out, he fucked back into her, bringing
it higher and higher.

"Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhh!"

His cock strokes turned harder. She braced her back and held her cunt up
for his fuck-thrusts.

"Oooohhh!"

Her cunt-juice flowed as he poised and drove his cock straight into her
and pressed down against her. Hot cum spurted deep in her cunt, burning
as it pumped over and over, mixing with her flowing cunt-juice. He
slipped his arms under her waist and drew her up while she clutched his
shoulders.

While the cunt-juice pumped out of her, her legs lost their strength and
an empty feeling came to her stomach. She held her belly up against his,
relieving the emptiness. Her lips went slack.

She lay in his arms, seeing his face above hers, numbly feeling his cock
go limp in her cunt. Her arms left his shoulders and she let them
collapse limply over her head.

He bent to kiss her, and his strong mouth mashed her lips.

"Mom, are you okay?"

She tried to answer, to tell him not only was she okay, but that she
felt wonderful in his arms, but her lips wouldn't move. She tried to
tell him she would enjoy having him hold her this way forever, but all
she could do was look vacantly up at his face, watching it show more and
more worry.

Finally, she managed to draw her lips wide in a smile. He showed relief.

"I'm just fine, Tommy," she said. "God, that was wonderful."

"For a minute, I thought I had hurt you," he said.

"When your old lady gives, she gives a hundred percent. Then it takes me
a while to recover. I think I have some strength back in my legs now."

When he pulled his arms from under her and drew himself up, his limp
cock slipped out of her cunt. His warm hands slipped into the hollows of
her waist, then over her garter belt and out on her hips, then down onto
her little pussy-mound where he squeezed her. Releasing the warm flesh,
he brushed her short blonde cunt-hair up neatly, fully exposing the lips
of her pussy.

"Gosh, Mom," he said after a moment of fingering her cunt-lips. "I sure
liked making it with you."

"You see? Your old mother can take care of all your needs."

"You sure don't look very old." He lay down beside her, and she rolled
up on her hip to face him. "There's just one thing," he said after a
moment.

"What's that, Tommy?"

"What if the other kids start calling me a mother-fucker?"

She had to smile at that. "Well, if you don't tell them, I won't either.
They just won't know what they're missing."

"How about Mitzi? I think you sort of put her down. She'll probably
figure things out. It'll make her sore as hell."

"If that little bitch ... I mean, if she gives you any trouble, just
send her to me. I know how to take care of her. Now, do you think this
bed's big enough for two people to sleep on?" Rita asked as she
unsnapped one garter and rolled a stocking down.

He smiled. "It's big enough if the two people are friendly."

Chapter 2

"I know something's goin' on, Mrs. Baylor," Mitzi said. "Something's
goin' on and I want to know what it is."

Mitzi dropped into a chair in the living room, then she sprang back up.

"Goddammit!" she shouted. "Tommy's been giving me the cold shoulder. It
isn't like him."

"Tommy has good taste. Maybe he doesn't like you."

"Don't give me any of that shit. Dammit, I need him."

So you've finally decided to be forthright, thought Rita. Actually, the
girl had attempted to make herself presentable. Maybe it wasn't her
fault her stockings were baggy, her slip showed, and nothing fit well,
making her look like a young street whore. She had obviously tried, and
it was an improvement.

"I know there's something goin' on between you and Tommy. Believe me, I
could make trouble for you ... a lot of trouble."

Not likely. There would be a lot to prove and no way to prove it. Still,
the little bitch could make it awkward. No point in starting a war.

"Mitzi, I ... I think I know what you're going through. I was young
myself once. Believe me, I know what it's like to have an ache in my
pussy."

The little bitch stared. "You do?"

"Certainly. A woman has sexual needs, much like a man has. There are
ways to take care of those needs."

"Oh no, I'm not gonna finger my cunt!"

"You don't have to. You can relieve those aching feelings in other ways.
And it doesn't have to be with a man."

Mitzi's face was blank.

"My husband passed away over a year ago. Since then, I haven't felt like
remarrying. There are other ways. There are other women in need."

"Well, you might get bolder in time. Meanwhile, I'll show you how to
relieve that ache."

Rita stood before the girl and held the top button of her dress in her
fingers. Mitzi towered over her, five-feet-eight, at least. The girl's
face colored while Rita opened one button after another, working down to
the hem. When the garment hung open, Rita peeled it back off the
brunette's shoulders and let it fall to the floor.

"Let's take turns undressing each other," Rita said. "It's your turn to
take off my dress."

Rita turned, and Mitzi fumbled with the zipper in back and drew it down
to her ass. The girl's fingers trembled and one nail was rough on her
shoulder as she peeled the dress off to fall in a billowing pile of
cloth around Rita's feet. Rita stepped out of it.

Mitzi's slip was a disgrace to womanhood, shapeless as it was, and Rita
was glad to pull it off over the girl's head and toss it away.

Mitzi's hands were more sure as she lifted Rita's slip by the hem,
tugged to get it clear of her tits, and pulled it over her head.

"Thank you, Mitzi ... and why don't you call me Rita? I'd like to
reserve judgment on you, but you're looking better the closer I come to
getting you naked."

Mitzi did have a nice color to her skin, just a trace of olive. If only
she would use a few lotions to keep it from drying out.

Rita drew the cups of Mitzi's bra together slightly, released the hook,
and pulled the garment free of the girl's tits, letting them spring
forth and sag. They were good-looking tits, much bigger than Rita's,
with rounded brown nipples. Rita squeezed them gently and the girl's
lower lip trembled slightly while she looked uncertain.

Taking her hands away and smiling, Rita offered her tits. Mitzi's nails
were rough on the tender flesh of her tits, but she didn't seem to be
trying to hurt her. Just awkward.

When Mitzi discarded Rita's bra, there was admiration in her eyes as she
looked at the woman's firm tits. The girl's own tits jiggled with her
irregular breathing.

Excitement welled in Rita for the first time as she held Mitzi by the
waist, just above her garter belt, and then worked her hands out on her
hips and inside the waistband of her panties, peeling the thin nylon
garment down off the swell of her pussy-mound, exposing her wedge of
thick cunt-hair and the lips of her cunt. While pulling her panties down
on her legs, she slipped a finger into the warm, moist flesh inside the
pouting lips of her cunt. Mitzi sucked her breath in with a rasp.

Rita smiled and wiggled her ass while Mitzi pulled her panties down. The
girl had no desire to slowly reveal the unknown. She simply pulled
Rita's panties down on her legs and let them fall around her ankles,
then Rita stepped out of them.

Rita was eager to make love, but there was something she had to do
first. Mitzi's baggy stockings were hideous ... and it was unnecessary.

"Let me straighten your stockings for you," Rita said as she knelt
before the girl.

Mitzi stood awkwardly in high heels while Rita worked the loose nylon up
on her legs. While she shortened the garters to hold them in place, Rita
looked closely at the girl's young body. Mitzi was a shapely girl. With
a little care and education in how to dress, she could be a charming,
beautiful girl.

With Mitzi's stockings drawn smooth and in nice contrast to her skin
color, Rita stood and put one arm around the girl's waist, the other on
her back. She stretched as tall as she could and lightly pressed her
pointed tits up against the girl's softer tits and tipped her head up.
Mitzi's arms went around Rita's waist just as Rita reached out with her
tongue.

Their tongues touched, and Mitzi rolled her ass, brushing her cunt-hair
over Rita's belly. Rita drew her breath in with a gasp as she tucked her
ass in and rocked her hips, bringing her cunt up, closer to Mitzi's.

The soft edges of their cunt-lips touched. Mitzi sighed and tightened
her grip on Rita's waist. Rita put her hand on the girl's arm and
loosened her grip. No point in coming on with the strength of a man. If
she was going to get her to forget Tommy, she would have to make her
appreciate the soft, tender touch of a woman.

Rita worked her hard nipples around lightly on Mitzi's soft tits. She
kept her mouth from touching the girl's, just touched the tips of their
tongues together.

She slipped her fingers down on Mitzi's hips and caressed the soft
flesh, then worked her hands out on the cheeks of her ass, spreading
them gently.

Mitzi seemed to take the cue and just held the hollows of Rita's waist
in her hands, rocking her hips slightly, brushing the lips of her cunt
with her own cunt-lips.

Finally, the girl lightly touched her lips to Rita's and slipped her
tongue into her mouth.

Rita let the girl take control of her mouth while she held Mitzi's hips,
and put her knees inside hers. Spreading Mitzi's thighs slightly, she
rolled her own hips up and brought the pouting edge of her cunt-lips up
between the girl's.

Mitzi gasped and staggered slightly.

Rita put a steadying arm under her elbow and said, "Let's use the rug."

Mitzi asked, "What if Tommy comes in?"

"He won't. Not for hours. Meantime, it's just you and me. Oh Mitzi, I
love your soft touch."

"Let's take turn being on the bottom," Rita said, kneeling on the rug.
"Why don't you take first turn on your back."

Rita straddled Mitzi's shoulders, wondering how she was going to carry
out the task she'd assigned herself. She'd never gone down on a woman in
her life. She'd hated other women with a vengeance, would have nothing
to do with them, not even so much as a cup of coffee. Men were more to
her liking. Well, the little bitch couldn't be much more complicated
than a man.

Holding the girl's nylon-clad thighs spread wide, Rita brought her mouth
down to her cunt. Ignoring the fishy smell, she put her tongue inside
the spread pussy-lips and licked down the length of her cunt.

Mitzi started rolling her hips, bringing the cunt-flesh up past Rita's
tongue.

After a time, Rita stopped and worked her fingers deep in the girl's
cunt, holding the flesh spread. She put her mouth to her pussy and
worked the tip of her tongue in the cunt-slit.

She thrust her tongue deep and lapped up and down the slit, licking the
girl's cunt over and over and over. Mitzi tilted her hips toward her
face and wiggled her ass. Soon she started cooing and whining with the
rhythm of Rita's tongue.

Then Rita arched her tongue down and slowly probed, just under her
cunt-lips.

Mitzi bucked her ass high, tossing Rita's face from her cunt.

Rita got her tongue back in the girl's cunt-lips and again probed toward
her clit.

Rita lay on her back and spread her legs while Mitzi straddled her
shoulders. While awkward hands struggled with the lips of her cunt, Rita
compared their bodies. Her thighs and her ass were heavier than Mitzi's,
streamlined build .... something to do with an age difference of twenty
years. Other than that, she had it all over the youngster. Her tits,
though smaller, were firm and, even lying on her back, stuck straight
out. Her pale-pink skin was soft and free of any wrinkles. Her waist was
even smaller than the young girl's. The years had been good to her.

Mitzi's tongue touched Rita's cunt. The girl's awkward tongue-strokes
were rough as she imitated the treatment Rita had given her. While her
treatment was rough, it wasn't unpleasant, and Rita's hips went to
rocking with Mitzi's tongue as the girl licked through the length of her
cunt-slot.

Then Mitzi stopped and her fingers probed Rita's cunt again. A
fingernail against the tender flesh of her inner pussy-folds made Rita
flinch.

After mauling her tender flesh a long time without effect, Mitzi looked
back between her tits.

"I'm sorry, Rita. Your cunt's just so little, I can't get inside."

"That's okay, Mitzi. I have an idea. Why don't you roll over for a
minute?"

While Mitzi rolled out of the way, Rita took the thick cushions off the
couch and arranged them in two piles on the rug, about three feet apart.
She knelt on the two stacks, and then leaned down with her hands on the
rug, letting her knees spread wide. Under her body weight, her thighs
spread wider and wider, bringing her ass down.

Rita looked back under herself. Her thighs were spread straight out and
horizontal, and the outer lips of her cunt were spread wide.

"There, now I'll bet you can spread me open."

There was awe in Mitzi's voice as she said, "Gee, Rita. I hope I'm in as
good a shape as you when I get to be your age."

Mitzi got on her back and scooted to where her face was under Rita's
spread cunt. Rita rested her tits on the girl and spread her legs wide.

She got Mitzi's cunt-slit open and her tongue inside. Mitzi's tongue
thrust deep then and brought with it a beautiful wave of tingling heat.

Even stretched out flat between cushions, Rita couldn't keep her hips
from rocking each time Mitzi's tongue ventured forth. She put her tongue
deep in Mitzi's pussy and lapped back. Mitzi rolled her ass up, trying
to make her cunt follow Rita's tongue.

Rita arched her tongue down and probed just inside the girl's cunt-lips,
moving as slowly and gently as possible.

Her tongue barely touched the nub of Mitzi's clit. Mitzi rolled her hips
up, holding her ass high as long as Rita touched her clit. Rita drew her
tongue back, and the girl's ass settled back.

She touched her clit again and slowly ran her tongue around and around
on the nub, barely touching it. Mitzi's ass rose and quivered all the
while.

Again and again, Mitzi hit her tongue on her clit. Mercifully, there
were several seconds between tongue-strokes when the aching jolt changed
to nice tingling warmth ... Then again the jolt.

Mitzi had to be trying to please her. She just didn't know any better.
Rita couldn't dislike her for trying. Now, if the girl were living with
her, she could teach her how to be gentle, how to take care of her body,
how to dress well, how to be a real lady. That would be a pleasure.

Rita shook her head and went back to working her tongue around and
around on her clit. She was there to relieve the dumb girl's boy-happy
ache in her cunt. Then the bitch would leave Tommy alone.

Mitzi's ass rose higher and higher, bringing her cunt up harder against
Rita's mouth. The girl couldn't be far from coming. As for her own clit,
Mitzi was hitting it so hard, she was making it less sensitive. There
was just the aching jolt each time her tongue hit, over and over.

Now Mitzi jerked higher each time Rita ran her fingers over her clit.
Each time she jerked, her hips shuddered in Rita's hands.

Then the girl arched her back high and her cunt-juice flowed over Rita's
tongue, into her mouth. Rita held her tongue in place and swallowed the
sweet cum as fast as it flowed.

When her cunt-juice stopped flowing and her ass had settled back to the
rug, Mitzi said, "You didn't come, Rita. Did I do it wrong?"

Mitzi put her warm tongue back against Rita's cunt and pushed the
cunt-lips apart, a little more gently this time. Her tongue probed out,
slipping through the warm flesh, bringing its own tingling warmth
wherever it went.

Rita jerked her hips down as the girl's tongue touched her clit, still
too hard, but not so hard as to give her a painful jolt.

Mitzi drew her tongue away, then slipped it forth, barely moving it
inside her cunt-lips.

A warm glow built in her cunt as the tip of the girl's tongue barely
touched her clit. She worked her tongue around and around in tiny
circles, bringing waves of the glowing warmth each time her tongue
passed over the sensitive nub.

The girl had found the technique, her tongue was as gentle as it had
been in Rita's mouth. It made Rita's ass gyrate slightly as she lay
spread over the girl's mouth.

Rita brushed her own flowing blonde hair away from Mitzi's pussy and
looked down at it closely. The cunt-folds were spread wide and the
fuck-hole was open a little. She put two fingers inside and spread her
cunt-lips wider, exposing the clit.

Like a miniature cock, the red-tipped organ was coming erect under her
eyes. If she could get her own lips inside the girl's pussy-slit, she
could suck her clit. Her cunt wasn't that big, but it looked big enough
to stretch her cunt-gash open at the top where the cunt-lips grew
together.

Being careful not to hurt her, Rita drew the moist, tender flesh out,
turning Mitzi's cunt-lips inside out. The clit was protruding right
under her mouth.

Rita put her lips over the girl's little clit. While she sucked it
gently, Mitzi tensed her hips and her ass rose slightly. So as to not
disturb her, Rita barely touched her tongue to the nub. She ran the tip
of her tongue around and around on the clit, and the girl's ass gyrated
on the rug.

Mitzi's tongue was bringing the swell of glowing warmth in her cunt
higher. It wasn't like the rising and falling waves of tingling heat
from being fucked, it was the ever-rising swell of a single tidal wave,
drawing her higher and higher.

Mitzi snorted and heaved her ass up. The youngster couldn't be far from
coming again. Well, neither was Rita. The glowing warmth her cunt rose
higher.

Rita tensed as her cunt started flowing. She pressed her tongue a little
harder on Mitzi's clit and drew her tongue around in a circle.

Mitzi arched rigidly and her cunt-juice let go. Rita let the girl's
cunt-lips turn back inside and kept her mouth on the slit, swallowing
the hot cunt-cum as it pumped out.

Mitzi had taken Rita's cum as it flowed from her cunt. When it stopped
pumping, the girl drew away, and Rita brought her ass up and her knees
closer together on the cushions. Her hip joints ached from being spread
flat for so long.

She put her knees down on the rug, knocked the cushions aside and lay
down beside the girl.

Mitzi's warm fingers stroked the soft flesh of her hip. Rita closed her
eyes and held the girl's head in her hands, stroking her tangled hair.

Her strength flowed from her body as she lay holding the girl, this girl
with the warm tender body, this girl with the busy tongue, too rough at
first, then delightfully delicate.

What kind of troubles had Mitzi endured, to be eighteen and still so
uncouth? What kind of mother did she have that wouldn't help her to be a
lady? Well, that was none of Rita's business. Her only business was to
satisfy the bitch sexually so she would keep her hands off Tommy.

After a while, lying against Mitzi's warm body, strength returned to
Rita's legs. She opened her eyes and stretched, and Mitzi smiled at her.

"That was really nice, Rita."

"The pleasure was mine, Mitzi. I'll be glad to do this anytime you ...
well, anytime you have this aching feeling that needs relief."

"Thank you," Mitzi said. "I guess I'd better get back."

"Wait just a minute before you get dressed."

Rita went to the bathroom and returned with a bottle of lotion. She
worked the milky fluid into the dry skin on the girl's shoulders and
arms. Like magic, the scaly appearance changed to smooth, clear skin.
Then Rita took a moist washcloth and wiped the lips of Mitzi's cunt
clean and patted them dry.

She sat in her stockings and garters and watched while the girl dressed.
When Mitzi had her bra and panties on and pulled the shapeless slip on
over her head, Rita could remain silent no longer.

"That slip is too long for your dress, Mitzi. Would you like for me to
baste a new hem?"

"Oh thanks, Rita, but it isn't mine. It belongs my Aunt Doris."

"I don't understand. Doesn't your mother buy your clothes?"

Mitzi bit her lower lip. "Mom and Dad, they broke up a long time ago.
Dad disappeared and I lived with Mom until she ran off with a man. Now I
just ... sorta bounce around. I live with my aunt ... sometimes. She's
good to me, except when she's been drinking. Sometimes she lets me wear
her clothes. Other times ... well, I still have my jeans and blouse."

Rita was silent and blinked back tears while she shortened the slip with
paper clips all around. When Mitzi put on the borrowed dress, she helped
her tuck the excess material in back so it followed the nice curves of
her body.

When Mitzi thanked her and turned to leave, Rita stopped her. She
pressed the bottle of lotion and a small pill bottle in her hands.

"Use this lotion on your body every night. Take one of these tablets
every day, and it'll keep you from getting pregnant. When either of
these runs out, just tell me."

There were tears in the girl's eyes when she bent and kissed her. Then
she was leaving, clumping awkwardly in high-heeled shoes that were too
big for her.

Rita looked down and fingered the sticky lips of her cunt. She stripped
off her stockings and unfastened the hooks on her garter belt. Time for
a hot shower.

Tommy would be home before long.

Chapter 3

Tommy was fresh scrubbed from the shower at the gym when he came in.

"Well, how was the game, Honey?" Rita asked.

"They beat us," he said, "but we made 'em fight for it."

"That's the spirit. Feeling tired?"

He started to nod. Then he smiled.

"All depends. Long as it isn't basketball ..."

"Remember the fireplace in my bedroom?"

He nodded.

"Why don't you get a nice fire started?"

He smiled and said, "You got it, Mom."

Firelight soon flickered across the room, aiding the lone small table
lamp. When Rita sauntered in, the ridiculous blue bedroom slippers with
high heels made her hips roll like a schoolgirl's. She joined Tommy,
sitting on the deep-pile carpet in front of the flame.

"You're a first-class fire builder," she said.

"Nothing's too good for my mom," he said, lying back.

"Sometimes I wonder if your old mom's still got what it takes."

"I never had any doubt."

"Tommy, you're not giving me a line of bullshit, are you?" she asked,
lying back beside him.

"I couldn't lie to you, Mom."

"Well, examine the merchandise one more time and tell me I'm still all
right."

He got up on his knees and untied the sash on her dressing gown. Heat
from the fire warmed her naked skin as he peeled the robe away. She felt
as if she were back in Jack's arms, in an age long ago, determined to be
pleasing to the man she loved.

With her gown drawn open, Tommy put an arm under her shoulders and
worked the garment down off her arms. He let her down to the rug and
then lifted her ass with one strong arm and pulled the robe aside. He
stood up, quickly stripped off his pajamas, and then rejoined her on the
rug.

His hands were warmer than the heat from the fireplace on her tits as he
squeezed them, firmly but not so hard it hurt. He put his lips against
hers and kissed her. There was gentleness in his touch but the strength
that Mitzi lacked.

His lips moved down on her neck to her tits, where he kissed each
nipple, turning them hard, then down across the swell of her belly to
her pussy-mound. He nibbled at her short cunt-hair, then looked at her
cunt closely.

"I thought blonde genes were supposed to be dominant," he said.

"Well, I guess so ... in a statistical sense. Why?"

"You're a real blonde ... either that or you've been using the
two-bottle peroxide kit. No, your eyes are so blue, you've gotta be a
blonde. Dad's hair was dark brown. So's mine. Is that what you meant by
statistics? Odds are for it, but no guarantees?"

"I think so," she said. "Satisfied I'm a real blonde?"

"Yeah, with your pink skin and blue eyes, you're a blonde, all right."
He patted her pussy, looking at her lovely body.

"I try to flex my body, and it just doesn't work like it did once."

He patted the soft flesh of her hip. "You're a half-pint, but lots of
young girls would like to look like you. What doesn't flex?"

"My hips. When I was a teenager and I used to ... well, never mind what
I did then. I used to be able to bend my legs like pretzels."

"Well, let's see," he said, grasping one stockinged thigh just above her
knee.

He brought her thigh straight up and then bent it out to the side. It
went down easily until the knee was a foot above the rug, then down
another six inches ... and stopped. Holding that leg in place, he did
the same with the other.

"I used to be able to bring my legs straight out and down flat ... and
even farther than that. You'd like my cunt spread out that way."

"Does it hurt, the way I'm holding your legs out now?"

"No, it's just tight in my hips."

"Like for me to see if I can loosen you up a little?"

"I'd love it."

After a time, he had her thighs straight out and down flat on the rug.
He took his hands away, and her legs stayed down.

"How's that, Mom?"

"That's nice of you, Tommy," she said. "Like to take it a little
farther?"

"Okay, but I'm afraid I'll break you apart."

"Promise I'll shout if it starts hurting."

Tommy grabbed three pillows from the bed. After stacking them, he
slipped a hand under her ass, raising her, and put the stack of pillows
under her. Balanced on the soft support, her thighs remained straight
out and about a foot above the rug.

As before, he held one leg and worked the other around and around, all
the time pressing the thigh down. When both knees were within a couple
of inches of the rug, her hips started hurting. She kept silent, taking
care to not gasp in pain, while he worked her legs still lower.

Finally, both knees touched the rug. When he stopped forcing her farther
open, the pain went away. With her back arched and her shoulders down on
the rug, the swell of her belly hid her spread-open cunt from her view.

"Honey, can you tip the mirror? I want to see myself, right into my
cunt."

When he'd tipped the big mirror, she could see right into her cunt. The
outer cunt-lips were spread wide, and the pink fuck-hole was barely
open.

"That's great, honey. Now pull the pillows out."

When he'd pulled the stack of pillows aside, she was left with her back
arched, her cunt held high, and her weight balanced on her shoulders and
on the sides of her outward-splayed knees. She let her ass down to the
rug, and her fuck-hole closed. Then she pressed the sides of her knees
down and levered her ass up, bringing her cunt high, spreading the
cunt-lips wide. She let her ass back down. Then she tensed and, like a
wave, made her body ripple out and up, through her neck, through her
back, through her belly, through her hips, undulating her body. After
holding her spread pussy high for a moment, she let her body sink back
to the rug.

"Mom, what did you do when you were a teenager?" Tommy asked.

"Well, there were six of us girls in our group. At the end of each
football game, our group had a contest to see which one of us could
brace her knees straight out like this and hold her cunt up the highest.
The winner got to date the football captain. I usually won."

"Mom!"

"Now I'm not a kid any longer," she said.

He ran his hands over the inner surfaces of her thighs, just above the
tops of her stockings. "You sure don't look very old. Your skin is so
soft and smooth."

"I'm glad you think so. Do you like my garters?"

He put his fingers inside one of the little black lacy garters that
encircled her thighs, over the tops of her stockings, and said, "They
look real cute on you. Aren't they a little uncomfortable, though?
They're kind of tight."

"A little," she said. "Why don't you take them off? I guess my stockings
will stay up by themselves, as long as I'm lying down like this."

It was a relief when he unsnapped the cute strips of elastic and tossed
them aside. Kneeling between her spread thighs, he rubbed his fingers up
and down the length of her cunt-gash.

Lying with her thighs straight out and down flat on the rug, she rocked
her ass up and down against his movements, slipping the pussy-flesh
through his fingers, making a glow of warmth travel up and down for the
length of her cunt-slot.

"Maybe I can help you. I'll spread myself all the way." She pressed down
hard with the sides of her knees, and her ass heaved high. It hurt a
little in her hip joints, but she held her cunt high and spread for him.
"Any better?"

"Lots better," he said. "I can even see your little clit. Let's see if I
can get your inner pussy-lips turned out and hang onto them."

Little jabs of tingling heat shot through her pussy while he struggled
with her inner cunt-flesh. It gave the sensation of being turned inside
out while he bent the cunt-lips toward the outside, but it didn't cause
any pain.

"I've got your inner pussy-lips turned out in my hands," he said.

"Can you stretch my cunt so my clit's outside?"

"No way, Mom. Like I said, you've got a little girl's cunt. Let your ass
back down, and I'll get you warmed up."

His fingers were gentle on her inner cunt-lips as he rubbed them, making
a nice warm glow move up and down along her pussy-slot. While he kept
rubbing her cunt, she lay back and examined herself in the big mirror he
had tipped down for her. With her legs spread straight out, her
cunt-mound swelled up high.

As though obeying a will of its own, her ass started rolling up, working
her cunt-lips through his fingers, adding to the tingling glow.

Then he stopped rubbing and looked at her cunt as though seeing inside
her. Her breath came in short gasps when he bent down close to her
pussy. He stretched her cunt-slot wider as he brought his mouth down.

He kissed the lips of her pussy. Then, holding the pussy-lips open, he
slowly pushed his hot tongue down into her cunt-hole. The muscles in her
pussy pinched shut, but his tongue was persistent. Slowly he forced it
inside.

Her clit burned with a flash when his nose touched the nub, and her hips
jerked up against his face.

Then he took his mouth from her cunt and looked up.

"How about it, Mom? Warmed up enough now?"

She tried to talk, but her breath kept coming in gasps. After a moment,
she calmed somewhat.

"I'm hot as a fox. Give it to me!"

His hands left her cunt, and he brought his knees closer. Grasping her
hips, he lifted her with her legs spread around him.

The outer lips of her cunt were open, but as he raised her hips up, she
let her knees rest down on the rug, and it spread her cunt still wider.
The hot flesh of his cock-head pushed her pussy-lips open and nudged in.

As he drew her up harder against his cock, her inner fuck-hole opened
and his cock-head started inside. He shifted his hands under her ass and
held her up against his cock.

Rita let her arms rest limply over her head and let her mouth go slack
and let her head loll from side to side as he shifted his hands on her
ass. It was a nice feeling to be so helpless in his arms, to let him do
whatever he wanted to her little body as he drew her cunt up onto his
cock.

Pain stabbed through her cunt and she gasped and tensed. He stopped
drawing her up and just held her in place. In a moment, the pain faded
and she again went limp. He resumed drawing her up, drawing her little
cunt up on his cock.

Then her son's big cock-head was deep inside her. There was no pain.

While he held her hips, she brought her outward-splayed knees down on
the rug and pushed. Her ass bobbed a little and she held herself up on
his cock while he shifted his knees out behind himself.

Now in position, he lowered his hips and she sank down under him until
her ass touched the rug.

Then he slowly thrust his prick in her, bringing a nice tingling wave of
heat through her pussy. She pressed her knees down and swung her ass up,
lifting her cunt up toward him, slipping her stretched pussy up his
cock-shaft, until his groin-hair touched her cunt-mound. As he drew
back, she swung her ass back down and slipped her cunt down his
cock-shaft.

No sooner had her ass touched the bed than the bulge of his cock-head
tugged at her pussy-lips, and then he fucked into her again. As she rose
to meet him, he fucked in harder, and his cock-head drove deep, bringing
its wave of heat.

Rita lay under him with arms limp, mouth relaxed and lips parted, head
lolling from side to side, writhing under his hard-driving prick,
letting a whine be drawn from her throat each time his cock-head drew
back to the lips of her cunt.

She knew the joy of watching his sweating face come near and draw back,
come near and draw back, and the rhythmic wave action of her own body as
it undulated up to meet him, then flowed back to the rug, rose up to
meet him, flowed back to the rug. She knew the joy of pushing her
stretched cunt up the shaft of his cock, to shove her little pussy-mound
against his hairy groin, then to fall away from him, to drift back
through space while her pussy slipped back on his cock-shaft, to let her
ass down to the rug and wait for the next wave to lift her back up.

Without missing a fuck-stroke, he slipped his arms under her back and
drew her up close. She lolled her head back, limp in his arms, limp
everywhere but in her legs and in her knees. With each drive of his
cock, she pushed the sides of her knees down on the rug and heaved her
ass up to lift her cunt to him.

Now Tommy fucked her faster and broke into her dream. Conscious once
more, she matched his driving pace with the whipping action of her hips.
Her whine changed to a choking whimper that broke off each time their
bodies met.

His strokes slowed and he lifted his head and clenched his teeth while
he pounded his prick into her, harder but slower. She matched the force
of his fuck-strokes and whipped her cunt up at him harder.

Then his fuck-strokes slowed and he poised and drove in hard and stayed
against her. His cum spurted hotly in her cunt while he quivered against
her. The hot jism pumped again and again.

When the cum stopped spurting, he slowly lowered them together to the
rug. She was breathing fast and her heart hammered, making her
hard-pointed tits shake.

He got up, pulling his limp cock out of her, closed her legs, and lay
beside her. They looked at each other while she waited for her breathing
to slow.

After a time, he said, "There can't be one mom in a thousand that can
spread her legs the way you did."

"It's all from the way you way you worked me over. That's how I was
twenty-five years ago. Ready for some more?"

He looked down. "I'm ready, but it isn't."

His cock was still limp.

Rita said, "I'll make it ready."

She got up on her knees, straddled his shoulders, and bent to his groin.
His cock was small when she held it at the base with one hand and put
her mouth down over the cock-head. She ran the small tip of her tongue
inside the piss-slit and worked it around and around.

Gently, she started to suck ... suck and let go, suck and let go.
Whenever she sucked at the cock-head, it slid into her mouth. When she
let go, it slipped back. She gradually sucked harder. The head of his
prick swelled in her mouth, but the prick-shaft in her hand was still
limp.

She started working her mouth down on the cock-shaft, up and down,
giving a hard suck when her lips came back up on the cock-head. When her
mouth slid down to his groin, the tip of his prick just touched her
throat.

The sucking made his cock start to stiffen. With each lip-stroke, it
grew and turned harder. Each time she drew back, she ran the tip of her
tongue down into the piss-slit. His cock got even stiffer.

Her mouth worked down harder and harder, down onto the base of his cock,
her lips pressing into the hair on his groin. With each stroke, the
prick-head pushed into the back of her throat.

She worked her mouth down farther, still sucking hard each time her lips
came up on the cock-head. Whenever her tongue thrust in his piss-slit at
the top of her strokes, she breathed with a gasp.

Her mouth finally came all the way down in his groin-hair. His cock fit
close in her throat close like a cunt. His cock turned swollen and
stiff, stiff enough to ram through her pussy. She drew her lips up until
they tugged at the cock-head, then twisted her head to one side, then to
the other, and pulled her lips off his prick.

"That should be hard enough," she said. "Ready to fuck me?"

"I'm ready," he said. "How would you like to have it?"

"Doggy-style."

Tommy slid back from between her legs. Leaving her on her hands and
knees, he put a pillow under her head and pushed her down with his hand
on her shoulders. She put her head down on the pillow so she could look
back beneath herself, her ass still up in the air, his hands now
squeezing her tits.

His cock was rock hard now as it pushed from beneath her, up through her
inner cunt-lips and nudged against her quivering fuck-hole. She let her
belly down and rolled her ass up to guide the shaft into her.

The warm head of his cock stopped against her inner fuck-slit, and he
reached in with a finger and parted the tender flesh. His cock-head
pushed and spread her inner fuck-hole until it hurt and she tensed.
Without a word, her son stopped pushing while she waited for the pain to
pass. When the pain left, she relaxed and he pushed again.

He slowly fucked into her.

"Oh!" she said with a gasp when his cock-head touched deep in her cunt.

The hot cock-lance slid back and poised for another thrust. When it
came, it was harder.

"Ohhhh!"

A whimper escaped from her mouth while his cock slid back and paused. He
fucked back in hard.

Nonsense phrases of endearment came from her throat while his hard cock
rammed deep in her cunt ... again and again ... relentlessly.

"Ooooh! Give it to me faster!"

He fucked into her cunt faster and faster, harder with each cock-stroke.
The aching warmth spread through her cunt and then burned continuously
as he fucked her faster yet. With the end coming, she tensed her every
muscle and took his fuck-thrusts.

He rammed into her pussy harder, still faster, still harder. She tensed.

"Oooohhh!"

Her cunt-juice burst loose just as he shuddered against her.

Hot spurts of his cum burned deep in her cunt. He squeezed her tits
while he quivered against her.

When all movement ceased, he let her down to the rug, and his cummy cock
slipped out of her slimy cunt. He took her by the hips and rolled her
over on her back. She drew her legs up and spread them wide, while he
reached for her cunt.

His fingers were warm and gentle as he massaged her cunt-lips, rubbing
the slippery flesh. Her hips rocked in tired motions, keeping in step
with the hands that did such nice things inside her well-fucked little
pussy.

After a time, her hips stopped rocking. His hands stopped as well and he
grasped her thighs and closed her stockinged legs. He lay beside her and
kissed her.

All her strength left her, and her stomach felt empty. With an effort,
she rolled up on her side and pushed her belly against him. He rolled
against her as well and held her in his arms. She nestled her head on
his shoulder and closed her eyes and dreamed while her tits softened
against his chest.

When she opened her eyes some time later, he was looking at her,
smiling.

"You're some kind of mom," he said.

"I'm here to take care of all your needs."

"What if I have some additional needs?"

"I know a few more little tricks. I can take care of them all."

"I'll bet you can. You may be little, but you're dynamite. You ready?"

"Hey now! Give me a few minutes to get my legs back."

"Okay," he said. "I need to get more than my legs back."

Chapter 4

The Mitzi who stood in Rita's doorway was not the same uncouth brat she
had confronted before. Although she was dressed in jeans and sweat
shirt, her clothes were clean and she had brushed her dark-brown hair
until it gleamed.

"Why Mitzi, come in," Rita said.

"Thank you, Mrs. Baylor ... I mean, Rita," the girl said, slipping in
quietly in worn sneakers. "I just wanted to stop by to thank you for
giving me the lotion ... and everything."

"You're welcome, honey. Did the lotion help?"

"It sure did." Mitzi looked around. "Are we alone?"

"Just the two of us!"

"I'll show you," Mitzi said, peeling off the baggy sweat shirt.

Not encumbered by a bra, her tits thrust free as she pulled the shirt
off over her head and dropped it.

Mitzi put her hands up on her shoulders and turned around. The skin that
had been scaly before was smooth and soft now.

Rita put her hands on the girl's hips and then ran them up into the
hollows of her waist and up over her big tits, squeezing them. Mitzi
drew her breath in sharply.

"Oh, Rita! Every time I feel like I need to be fucked, I remember how
nice it was when you touched me. I like your hands on my tits."

"Your tits are a nice handful, but I like all of your body," Rita said.
"Let's get rid of those pants."

Rita put her arms around the girl and opened the top button on the side
of her jeans and then pulled the zipper down. She drew the faded blue
denim down off her ass and down around her ankles. Mitzi wasn't wearing
panties. The girl bent and took off her sneakers and pulled her jeans
away while Rita ran her hands over her bare ass.

When Mitzi stood up, naked, Rita ran her hand over the girl's cunt-hair
and said, "Now it's your turn to get me naked."

"I think I'm gonna like this," Mitzi said.

The girl felt Rita's waist through her dress, then she reached around
her back and tugged the zipper down. Rita hunched her shoulders slightly
and the dress slipped down off her arms and fell around her. Before the
dress hit the floor, Mitzi had the woman's slip drawn up past her waist
and was pulling it over her tits.

The naked brunette unhooked the front of Rita's bra and pulled the cups
apart, letting her tits jiggle slightly, then jut straight out.

Mitzi dropped to her knees and grabbed the waistband of Rita's panties
and pulled them out over her hips, to let them fall around her ankles.
Rita stepped out of them and stood before the kneeling girl, clad only
in garters, sheer stockings and high-heeled shoes.

Still kneeling, Mitzi grabbed Rita by the ass cheeks and pressed her
face against her cunt. Her mouth sought out Rita's cunt-lips and the tip
of her tongue darted inside.

Rita drew her breath in at the little ripples of tingling warmth the
girl's tongue sent through her pussy-lips. Standing as she was with her
cunt closed, Mitzi's tongue couldn't probe far, but it was hot, hotter
than Rita's own warm flesh.

Rita patted the girl's hair and then grabbed her shoulders, helping her
to her feet.

"I have a little present for you," Rita said. "Come on. It's in the
bedroom."

In the bedroom, Rita took a package out of the closet and shelf and
handed it to Mitzi. The girl sat on the bed and tore away the wrapping
paper. The contents spilled out on her lap.

"Oh, Rita! That's sweet of you," she said, holding up the stockings and
garters and black high-heeled shoes.

"There are some things a girl needs to have she can call her own. You
shouldn't have to borrow things like this to dress up a nice body. Why
don't you lie back and let me dress you?"

While Mitzi lay back on the bed, Rita spread her legs slightly and
rolled the stockings up on her legs. Wouldn't it be nice to be dressing
her own daughter, making her the prettiest girl in the neighborhood?
What more could she want in a daughter than this girl?

Rita shook her head. This wasn't the time to turn sentimental. She was
doing this to prepare the bitch for sexual exhaustion, so she would stay
away from Tommy ... better to just stick to the plan.

"I had to guess at the shoe size," Rita said, slipping one shoe on her,
"but I think I came close."

"Oh, Rita, this was so nice of you."

Finished, Rita took her by the hands, helped her sit, and said, "Let's
have a look at us both."

They stood side by side in front of the full-length mirror. They were
dressed alike in sheer stockings, little black encircling garters, and
black shoes with four-inch heels, but Rita barely came to Mitzi's
shoulder. Rita's blonde hair spilled forward over her shoulders to stop
just short of her tits while the brunette's longer hair fully covered
one tit. Mitzi's big tits sagged a little, while Rita's smaller tits
stuck straight out.

When Mitzi put her feet apart, the pink gash of her cunt showed through
her thick black cunt-hair, the same as Rita's showed through her finer
pussy-hair with her legs closed. It made Rita's breath catch in her
throat just to see the exposed edge of Mitzi's cunt-lips. Would the girl
see her the same way?

"What're you thinking, Mitzi?"

"I'm thinking I'd like to eat your cunt," Mitzi said.

"Funny, how great minds think alike."

They both laughed. Rita lay down on her back with her legs spread and
down flat on the bed.

Mitzi got up on her knees between Rita's thighs and bent forward. Her
tits swung slightly with her movement and they brushed over Rita's.
Rita's nipples turned hard at the touch.

Mitzi's tongue thrust out and approached the tip of Rita's. The velvety
touch was the sweetest Rita had ever known. She ran her hands up from
the girl's bare shoulders, over the smooth skin of her neck to hold her
head in her hands.

While she tasted the girl's smooth tongue and caressed her hair, Mitzi
brought her belly down, brushing it over Rita's. Then she brushed the
lips of her cunt over Rita's cunt.

Rita held the girl's head more firmly in her hands and crushed her lips
against her mouth. Mitzi thrust her tongue into Rita's mouth and Rita
sucked it in, then she let her have it back and thrust in her own.

Mitzi's breath came with a gasp and she jerked her mouth away.

"I can't wait any longer!" the girl said, getting up on her knees,
moving around on the bed.

Mitzi straddled Rita's shoulders and bent down toward her spread cunt.
Her nail scraped over the tender flesh of Rita's pussy-lips. Rita
flinched but said nothing. The girl was clumsy, but she was trying to
please her. Maybe she could teach her by example.

While Mitzi groped in Rita's cunt-flesh, Rita gripped her soft
ass-cheeks and pulled her down. The girl's spread pussy settled on her
mouth, and Rita thrust her tongue into the cunt-slit and licked. The
girl ground her ass and groaned.

Rita licked toward her clit ... too hard. Mitzi whacked her cunt down on
her face. Rita licked more carefully. The tip of her tongue touched the
nub of her clit. Mitzi gyrated her ass around and around while Rita held
the ass-cheeks.

Mitzi's tongue pushed through Rita's pussy-slit. The girl thrust her
tongue deep and licked. Waves of tingling warmth flowed through Rita's
cunt, the same as when Tommy fucked her. With her knees braced straight
out, she rolled her ass up with the tongue-strokes.

Rita took her mouth away from the girl's cunt and ran her two
forefingers inside. She stretched out the lips of Mitzi's cunt and
rolled the warm cunt-flesh out, exposing the girl's clit. She put her
lips over it and touched her tongue against the nub. Mitzi brought her
cunt down against Rita's face and held it there, quivering slightly
while the woman ran her tongue around and around.

Mitzi ran her tongue too hard into Rita's clit. The electric shock made
her ass heave high. When she settled back to the bed, Mitzi ran her
tongue out with more care and barely touched the sensitive organ. As
Rita was doing, she maintained light touch. Each time she touched a
particularly sensitive spot, Rita had to rock her hips up.

A warm glow was building in Rita's growing warmer and spreading as the
girl worked her tongue around and around, faster and faster. From the
gyrations of Mitzi's ass, the girl had to be experiencing the same kind
of stimulation. Her furry cunt ground harder and harder against Rita's
face.

Mitzi's cunt started jerking against her face each time Rita's tongue
went around. Rita slowed down her tongue-strokes. A groan came from the
girl, and she tensed over her.

Mitzi's cunt-juice flowed as the girl quivered against her. Rita kept
her lips over her clit and just held her tongue against the nub.

Over and over, Mitzi pushed her tongue too hard into Rita's clit. The
electric flash brought Rita's ass up again and again.

Then Rita arched her back and braced her knees as her cunt-cum let go.
Each time it pumped, her ass rolled up, making her cunt bob.

Mercifully, Mitzi stopped tonguing her clit. The girl kept her mouth on
the woman's cunt and received the flowing cum as it pumped over and
over.

When Rita's cunt-cum stopped flowing, the girl's orgasm had passed, as
well. Rita took her mouth away and tucked Mitzi's cunt-flesh back in
place. Mitzi rolled over and turned, lying close against her.

"Rita, I'm sorry if I was too rough," Mitzi said. "I just couldn't help
it when I came."

Rita kissed the girl and said, "Don't worry about it, honey. You'll
develop more control as you get older."

"Well, I do worry about it. You've been so nice to me. I'd like to make
you feel as good as you made me feel!"

"Oh, you made me feel good ... once I came."

"I could just come with you Over and over," Mitzi said.

Rita suppressed the urge to groan. "You mean you're ready to get started
again?"

"Sure! Aren't you?"

Rita tried to flex her legs. Her exhaustion wasn't total. She could move
if she had to, but she wasn't ready to have her clit abused like that
again. If she was going to keep the bitch away from Tommy, she would
have to wear her out. What a laugh. The girl was wearing Rita out. But
there were other ways. Mitzi didn't have much muscular control. Rita, on
the other hand, used to have a lot of control. Perhaps she still did.
She could use that to her advantage. Mitzi wouldn't have a chance.

Rita sat up and said, "Like to try something different?"

"Sure, Rita. I'll try anything with you."

"Walt here."

Rita got up and went on unsteady feet to the bathroom. There, on the top
shelf, she retrieved a nearly forgotten package. She took it back to the
bedroom.

"Not too long after Jack got sick, I bought this in a porn shop," she
said, opening the box. "I thought I could use it to take care of my
sexual needs. But I found that I just didn't like doing anything alone."

She took out a long double-ended dildo, curved and with a big cock-head
on each end.

"God, what's that?" Mitzi asked.

"I think it's designed for two women to use," Rita said.

"You mean one of them fucks the other?"

"Well, if they're clever, they can fuck each other at the same time.
I'll show you how."

Rita took a jar of Vaseline from the night stand, opened it, and smeared
a light coating of the grease all over the long curved shaft and both
heads. Then she lay back with legs spread and worked one cock-head into
her cunt-gash.

She cringed at the touch of cold rubber on her flesh. In a moment, the
head warmed against her and she twisted it back and forth while pressing
it in. The cock-head wasn't as big as Tommy's, and it parted her
fuck-hole and slipped inside without pain.

Rita pushed the shaft a couple of inches inside her cunt and paused,
clenching her pussy-muscles around it. Several years ago, she'd been
able to hold Jack's cock so hard he couldn't pull it out. Were the
muscles still as strong, still as easy to control?

She pulled at the dildo. The greasy rubber slipped through her hand.
When her hand slipped up to the bulge of the other cock-head, she was
able to draw the shaft up through her cunt-lips, but she had to pull
hard.

Still straining her pussy-muscles around the rubber prick, she tried to
push it in farther. She could force it to slide deeper through her
cunt-lips, but she had to push very hard to do it.

She relaxed the grip of her pussy-muscles, took a breath, and pushed the
fucker deep in her cunt. It slipped easily through her cunt-lips,
tingling slightly as the cock-head went deeper and deeper.

She looked closely. More than half the long fuck-shaft was buried in her
cunt. If they shared it equally, they could each take it comfortably.
If, on the other hand, one of them took control, that one could
devastate the other. Rita could dispatch the little bitch quickly--if
she had better control than the girl.

"This is the way it works," Rita said. "Say I'm on top. I'll hold the
dildo tight in my pussy and fuck down into you for one stroke. Then,
when I pull it back almost out of you, you have to grab it tight in your
pussy and drive it up into me while I hold still. Understand?"

"Yeah, I think so," Mitzi said. "You already have it in you. Why don't
you take the top?"

"Okay. I guess my cunt's a little tighter than yours. Keep your legs
closed. That should make us even."

The protruding dildo flopped back and forth like a stiff cock out of
control while Rita got in position with the head pointing down and
forward toward Mitzi's closed cunt. Then, holding the head, she drew it
until the head inside her tugged at her pussy-lips. She tightened her
pussy around the shaft and brought her ass down, pushing the head
against Mitzi's cunt-slot.

Mitzi, lying with legs together, took the dildo-head in one hand and
worked it up and down. It went inside her. Rita pushed down and the
shaft slowly slipped between the girl's outer cunt-lips, becoming harder
and harder to push.

Mitzi gasped. Rita paused, watching for any sign of pain in her
partner's expression. Seeing none, she pushed the fuck-shaft in deeper
and deeper.

Just as Rita's pussy-mound touched Mitzi's, the girl sucked in her
breath and the dildo stopped short. Still clenching the shaft tightly,
Rita drew it out until the girl's cunt-lips started to swell outward.
Then she relaxed her pussy-muscles and waited, poised in position, high
over Mitzi's cunt.

Mitzi rocked her hips and the fuck-shaft started sliding up between
Rita's cunt-lips. It slipped deeper in the girl's cunt as well, and
didn't penetrate Rita far. Rita waited until the girl was almost at rest
on the bed, then she drew her ass back and slipped her cunt-lips back to
the end of the long dildo.

She clenched the shaft and fucked back into the girl all the way.

"Oh!" Mitzi gasped when their cunt-mounds touched.

Before waiting for the girl to respond, Rita, still gripping the
fuck-shaft with her cunt, drew it all the way back and then thrust back
into the girl.

"Oh!"

Again and again, Rita fucked the long shaft full length into Mitzi's
cunt. Unable to recover, Mitzi lay back with a blissful expression. She
gripped Rita's shoulders.

Rita fucked faster and faster into the girl, slamming her pussy mound
down hard each time. Mitzi rocked her ass up a little at each stroke but
made no attempt to gain control.

"Ohhhh! Ohhhhh!"

Mitzi's nails dug into Rita's shoulders and she whined at each stroke
into her. Rita fucked still harder into the girl, harder and harder
until Mitzi tensed.

"Oooohhh!"

Rita slammed the long dildo all the way into Mitzi and lay against the
quivering girl. Mitzi held Rita's head in her hands and kissed her, her
lips quivering. Rita sucked the girl's tongue into her mouth.

What was that damned girl made of? Do it harder how? Well, there was
just one way to do it harder.

Still holding the dildo in Mitzi's cunt, she worked one knee, then the
other, between Mitzi's legs. Then she hooked her arms under the girl's
thighs and brought them up with her knees bent over Rita's shoulders.

"I'm going to long-cock you," Rita said. "This thing will feel like it's
driving all the way through you. I won't hurt you though, honey. Just
tell me if it gets painful."

Mitzi was starting to breathe fast, even before Rita could start fucking
her. She just nodded.

Rita relaxed her pussy and raised her ass, letting her cunt-lips slip
back over the shaft of the dildo until the bulge of the cock-head
touched her fuck-hole. Then she clenched down on the shaft and lowered
her ass.

The dildo fucked into Mitzi's cunt ... deeper ... deeper. She gasped.
There were three inches of the shaft still exposed between their
cunt-mounds. Rita loosened the grip of her pussy on the dildo and came
closer, letting the shaft slip into her own cunt. When they touched, she
clenched her pussy around the shaft and drew back, watching the girl's
cunt until it started to spread, then she stopped.

Poised for the thrust, the girl who was jack-knifed beneath her was
looking up into her eyes. Her expression was one of adoration, worship
even. Her limp arms were over her head, as though she were helpless,
waiting to be fucked.

Rita drove the big fuck-shaft into Mitzi's cunt all the way. The girl
sucked her breath in and parted her lips. Rita drew all the way back and
drove into her again.

"Faster, Rita! Fuck me faster!"

Faster and faster, Rita fucked the long shaft of the dildo into the
girl. Lying limp under her, Mitzi writhed and whined and whimpered. Her
nostrils flared like some kind of wild beast.

Rita fucked into her, slamming her pussy-mound against her harder and
harder.

Mitzi arched her back and groaned. She clutched at Rita's shoulders.
Fucking her harder with each stroke, Rita grabbed the girl's legs and
bent them back farther, tucking her feet behind her head. Mitzi hissed
like a cat and went rigid.

"Oooohhh!"

While Mitzi quivered under her, Rita kept giving full fuck-strokes with
the dildo-full strokes, but slow and gentle. She kept the long dildo
pumping in and out of the girl's wet cunt.

When Mitzi stopped quivering, Rita stopped fucking her. She drew the
fuck-shaft out until the girl flinched, then she slowly worked the
cock-head out of her cunt.

Relaxing the grip of her own cunt on the dildo, Rita drew the shaft out
and worked the head out of her own tired pussy. Her cunt-muscles were
cramped from gripping the shaft so long.

It was with relief that she tossed the dildo aside, then brought Mitzi's
legs both to one side and down together beside her. She lay down beside
the girl and rolled up against her. The girl smiled and pressed her
cheek against Rita's, closing her eyes.

A few minutes later, Mitzi opened her eyes.

"Well, how was that, honey?" Rita asked.

"Oh, Rita, you were wonderful! I really liked it. But I'm so tired, I
couldn't fuck again if I tried. I'm so lucky."

"Lucky in what way, Mitzi?"

"I'm so lucky to have you. You helped me with my complexion. You gave me
nice things. You've taken care of my ... my needs."

Rita slipped her hand inside Mitzi's stocking and garter, over the soft
skin on the inside of her thigh.

"Well, I've enjoyed doing those things for you. I didn't always think
so, but you really are a nice girl, and I like you. Now, we'd better get
you dressed."

Chapter 5

"Mom, are you feeling all right?" Tommy asked.

Rita looked up from her book. "Of course, I'm all right. Why do you
ask?"

"I just thought you looked a little peaked is all."

Did it really show? After Mitzi had left, Rita took a hot shower and a
soothing douche. Then she rubbed a lotion all over her body and brushed
her long hair until it gleamed. Now, dressed in only a robe and
slippers, she was sore and tired from her rigors with Mitzi, and just
wanted to rest.

"Well, I'm a blonde," she said. "Blondes are supposed to be pale."

"You look tired, Mom. You should rest. Is it okay if I go downtown?
Might look Mitzi up."

"Tommy, I'm really not tired," Rita said, putting her book down. "In
fact, if you're not too tired, I'd like to go to the bedroom with you."

"Gee, Mom, that'd be swell!"

"Your room or mine?"

Tommy's bedroom was cramped, but it was comfortable. While Rita stood
before him, Tommy, with hands trembling, untied the sash to her robe and
peeled the garment off her shoulders, leaving her standing in her
slippers.

Rita stepped out of the slippers and said, "If you like, I'll go put on
some stockings and garters."

Tommy squeezed one of her ass-cheeks. "I like you just the way you are,
Mom. You look good with or without stockings."

"You know you're squeezing the worst part of me?"

"Your ass? It's a nice ass."

"It's fat! Fatter than it was twenty years ago."

"Looks good to me."

Rita laughed. "Honey, you're good for my ego. What would you like to
do?"

"You've been doing most of the work. This time, I'd like to eat your
cunt."

"Sounds interesting. Okay, Lord and Master, have your way with me."

Tommy had finished getting rid of his clothes, and he stood before her,
his cock huge and stiff. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her
like a toy to his bed.

Rita put her hand on the top of his shoulder. "Got anything special in
mind?"

"Um-hmm. I talked to a girl at school, and she--"

"Tommy! I can take care of you. You don't need any floozie that--"

"Mom! All I did was talk to her. She said the nicest thing I could do is
go for the clit."

"Well, maybe she had good judgment," Rita said as Tommy laid her on the
bed on her back. "She have any ideas?"

"I think she was talking about herself, but she kept coming back to the
idea of me turning her inside out."

"Seems to me I've heard about this. What do you think?"

"She sort of scared me off at that point, but I'd like to experiment."

"Like I said, have your way with me."

Tommy spread her legs wide, and she helped him, bringing her knees
straight out and down flat on the bed. He looked into her spread cunt.

Tommy slipped one hand under her ass and lifted her. She kept her knees
down on the bed, letting her cunt spread wide open.

He pulled a pillow over and put it under her ass, then another ... then
a third. Her legs sloped down to the bed, holding her cunt-lips spread
wide.

His fingers were as warm as the lips of her cunt. One finger slipped
through her cunt-slit, then another.

Her ass heaved up high as a flash of heat shot through her cunt. His
finger brushed her clit, and her inner cunt-folds bent out.

Little tingles of warmth traveled up and down through her pussy as he
bent the cunt-folds out. Her breath came in short gasps.

She braced her knees and brought her cunt up as he gripped her inner
cunt-flesh in his fingers and folded the cunt-lips. The slick flesh
slipped from his grasp and he cursed. He put his fingers back in and she
flinched as the slippery pussy-flesh again got away from him.

"Mom, you're a pretty woman, but you are a freak on the inside."

"Why? What's wrong with me?"

"It's like your cunt never grew up. You're too little on the inside to
get hold of."

"Well, I was big enough ... or I stretched big enough ... to have you.
Remember that?"

"Aw, honey. I know you did. But you're right. I'm a freak. Go ahead and
eat me. If you're gentle, I know I'll like it."

With her ass up on three pillows, she bent her back down and rested her
weight on her shoulders. His mouth covered the lips of her cunt.

His tongue went through her cunt-lips and he lapped back into the
cunt-slit, making her roll her ass up. As soon as she settled back to
the pillows, he ran his tongue through her pussy-slit again.

Then he ran his tongue up her cunt-slit, just inside her cunt-lips,
running toward her belly.

"Oh!" She bucked her hips up when he hit her clit. "Try to be a little
more gentle, honey."

His tongue ventured out again, slower than before. It touched the nub of
her clit. Like magnetism, it made her roll her ass up as the glow of
warmth spread through her pussy.

The tip of his tongue went in a slow circle around on her clit. She dug
her outward-splayed knees into the bed and raised her spread cunt and
gyrated her ass around and around in step with his tongue.

"Oh, Tommy, don't ever stop!"

Without disturbing the gentle licking motions of his tongue, he ran his
hands over her hips, through the hollows of her waist, and up to her
tits. He squeezed the tit-flesh, making it ache. His fingers, both
strong and gentle, pinched her nipples, turning them hard.

Rita, with her body arched back so her shoulders were on the bed,
groaned and writhed under his stimulation.

His hands began squeezing her tits in pulses, squeezing each time his
tongue licked around on her clit. The tingling ache in her tits spread
through her chest and down through her belly.

Tommy pressed his tongue in harder, and Rita increased the gyrations of
her ass. The heat from the glow in her cunt went higher and higher and
higher.

She stiffened and the flood of her cunt-juice let go. Tommy kept his
mouth over her cunt, sucking hard.

After a time, she stopped quivering. Tommy took his mouth from her cunt.

"This position must be killing you, Mom," he said.

He slipped a hand under her ass and lifted her while he pulled the
pillow away, then let her down to the bed. It was a blessed relief when
he closed her legs back together.

Tommy lay on his side against her. His cock was rock hard and hot where
it touched her leg.

An empty feeling was coming to her stomach. Tommy smiled at her. She
tried to return the smile but lacked the strength. He patted her ass and
smiled, then put his head down and closed his eyes. Rita closed her eyes
as well and waited for her strength to return .

When Rita woke up, she had no idea how long it had been. The light was
still on, and Tommy's cock was still stiff against one of her legs, but
her other leg was now hooked over Tommy's hip.

"Have a nice nap, Mom?" he asked while squeezing her ass-cheek.

"Um-hmm. I needed a little rest."

"You deserved it. I'm sure lucky to have you for a mom."

"Lucky? I don't think so. I'm just a nasty old lady."

"You are not! You're young looking and pretty. Besides, you have a cute
ass."

"Cute! It's fat."

He slipped his other arm under her waist and held an ass-cheek in each
hand, separating them slightly.

"Just fat enough to make it cute," he said.

"Well, if you like it, honey, that's good enough for me."

While holding her ass-cheeks spread, he pressed one finger against her
asshole. He worked it around and around, making her lunge with her hips
and pushed her cunt against his hip.

His fingertip slipped inside her ass hole. It burned at first, then the
burning went away and, as he twisted his finger slightly, it ached a
little, a nice kind of ache.

"I'd sure like to fuck you in the ass."

"You ever do that before?"

He shook his head.

"Me neither," she said. Then she giggled. "Let's learn how together."

"Okay," he said, drawing his finger from her asshole. "I think we need
some grease. There's some Vaseline in the drawer here."

"I guess we either need the stuff in my ass or on your cock. Let me fix
you up."

Rita dipped her finger in the jar. Then, holding her son's cock in one
hand, she smeared the grease liberally over the head of his cock. His
cock, already hard, grew more swollen in her hand while she spread a
coating of the lubricant over the cock-shaft.

She held the cock-head and ran her closed hand down to the base of the
shaft and back to the head, making him thrust his hips out.

"That should do it. How do you want me?" she asked.

"Guess it has to be either dog-style or the long-cock position. Let's
try dog-style. Then I can play with your other toys."

She smiled while getting up on her knees. Then she moved her knees apart
and put her head down on the pillow while he took her ass-cheeks in his
hands and spread them wide. His cock pushed against her asshole, gently
at first, then harder.

She waited on her knees with her ass high, her tits pressed into the
bed, her face down and turned to the side, waiting for his big cock to
spread her asshole open. Without her trying, her ass convulsively
squeezed as though to stay closed, but his strong hands held her
ass-cheeks apart. Slowly, her asshole opened and the big head of his
cock forced its way in. As the prick-head went inside, her ass-ring
tightened down on his cock-shaft.

He thrust into her, and his cock-head brought a wave of searing heat as
it fucked deep in her ass. Then the heat went away as he drew out ...
out to where the prick-head tugged at her asshole. Then he started
fucking.

The waves of heat his cock brought with it were delightful, the way the
heat would build up, then recede, then build up, then recede. Her hips
soon began rocking slightly to the motion of his cock. The waves of heat
were a nice aching pain that ran through her loins and her cunt, rising
and falling, rising and falling.

While stroking into her with a slow rhythm, Tommy reached under her and
slipped a finger into her cunt. It slipped inside, and bent into a hook
in her cunt-hole. Bringing little warm tingling ripples, his thumb
probed at her clit.

Her body shook with the stab of heat when he touched the sensitive
organ. He drew his thumb away, then probed again, slower this time.

Her hips shook, and the pulse of glowing warmth spread through her cunt,
then it faded.

Each time he touched her clit, her hips shook at the pulse of heat. As
the heat faded, she braced herself, waiting for the next touch.

"Oh! Oh! Oh!"

Now he touched her clit each time just as his cock drew back in her ass.
The wave of heat in her ass barely peaked and was just receding when the
pulse of heat hit her clit. Her breath came in quick gasps. A whine
escaped from her throat.

His cock-strokes in her ass came slower and harder. He held a fingertip
lightly on her clit and ran it around and around. The glowing warmth in
her clit swelled like a tidal wave ... building higher.

"Ooohhh!"

Her cunt-juice flooded over his finger, her hips jerking in quick
spasms.

Tommy stopped his cock-strokes when she reached orgasm. He hadn't come
in her ass, although he had to be getting close.

"Honey, don't stop!" she urged. "Keep fucking me!"

His cock drove harder and harder. Then he fucked his cock full length up
her ass, slamming his groin to her ass-cheeks.

His hot cum-load spurted deep in her ass.

He quivered against her each time he spurted cum. Each time he shot into
her, it was less than the time before. Then all motion ceased.

He took his finger from her cunt and squeezed her cunt-mound in one palm
while he drew his spent cock from her ass. She let herself down on the
bed. He lay down while she rolled onto her side, against him.

"Well," she said, "does your old lady take care of your needs or what?"

"All of my needs," he said.

"You still feel like you need to go out?"

"Not tonight, Mom."

Chapter 6

It was late afternoon the next day when Rita was working in the kitchen,
preparing two snacks.

So far, her plan had worked. Tommy's sexual cravings were satisfied. She
had satisfied Mitzi, as well. As long as she could keep the two apart,
the little bitch couldn't get her hooks into her son.

As far as she could tell, Tommy was completely satisfied with her. So
was Mitzi. There was a price, though. Rita pressed a hand against her
sore cunt. She could still fuck like a teenager, but she couldn't bounce
back from hard use as fast.

She took the tray with two sandwiches and two glasses of milk into
Tommy's bedroom, where he was studying with his friend, Bill Morrison.

"You guys ready for a break yet?" she asked.

"Hey, that's nice or you, Mrs. Baylor," Bill said.

"Thanks, Mom," Tommy said, pushing back from the desk.

"How's the cramming coming along?" Rita asked.

"Well, Mrs. Baylor," Bill said, "

"Rita," she interrupted. "Just call me Rita."

"Okay, Rita. Like I was saying, I think Tommy's ready for the exam. But
I need to bone up a little more."

Rita glanced at her wristwatch. "Say Tommy, aren't you late for
basketball practice?"

"Gee, I forgot," Tommy said, swallowing the last of his sandwich. "Look,
Mom, is it okay if Bill stays a little while to look at my notes?"

"Sure. I might even fix him another sandwich. Have a good practice."

When her son had left, Rita took longer than necessary to clean up the
crumbs from their sandwiches while she sized Bill up.

He was a good-looking guy, all right. Maybe she could steer him into
going after Mitzi. If he could keep the little bitch satisfied, then
Rita could devote full time to taking care of Tommy.

"You must have a busy schedule, Bill," she said. "Keeping up with your
studies."

"Oh, it's busy at times, all right," he said.

"Ever take time out for girls?"

"Not much. I guess there's time, but I'm just not much with girls."

"Why not? There are lots of nice girls around here. For instance,
there's Mitzi ... Mitzi ... what's her name?"

"You must mean Mitzi Johnson. Yeah, I know her. I guess she's nice
enough, but I just don't know how to get started."

"Oh, that's simple enough, Bill. You just ask her to go out to the
drive-in or something. All you have to do is be yourself."

"Well, I don't know."

"Look, I've fixed some coffee. Let's have it in the living room while we
talk."

The drapes were drawn and the lighting dim in the living room. Bill sat
on the couch, his arms out on the backrest. Rita poured the two cups
full, set them on saucers on the cocktail table, and sat down beside
him.

She scooted over so her hip was against his.

"Now, Mitzi's a nice girl and she's friendly. All you have to do is put
your arm around her, like this." Rita took his outstretched arm and put
it around her while she nestled her head on his shoulder. "Then, if you
turn your head and kiss her, she'll respond."

When Bill turned his head, Rita was on him with her lips parted. His arm
went down around her waist. She twisted around on the couch with her
tits against him.

Bill drew away and sucked in his breath.

"My gosh, Rita. You're nice!"

"So are you, Bill. You're really nice."

She put her lips against his and pushed her tits harder against him. Her
skirt was riding halfway up on her thighs, and she worked her legs back
and forth, bringing the hem even higher.

His hand was on her lap. She took his wrist and guided his hand up
inside her skirt. When he touched her crotch, she rolled her ass up,
sliding her panty-clad cunt up against his fingers.

He worked his hand inside the waistband of her panties while she spread
her legs as wide as her hiked-up skirt would allow.

Bill slipped a finger into her cunt-gash and probed inward. A rough nail
scratched the tender flesh of her inner cunt-folds and she winced.

His fingertip parted her inner cunt-flesh, making little ripples of
warmth tingle through her pussy.

"Oh, Bill! That's so nice. Give me some more."

He thrust his finger in, making her jerk her hips when the rough nail
scraped in deep.

She had his fly open, and her hand was inside his shorts, holding his
hard cock.

"Oh, I like that, Bill. I like your finger, but I'd rather have this in
me," she said as she squeezed his cock.

He fumbled at the zipper on the side of her skirt.

"That's it, Bill. Undress me. Take everything off but my stockings."

He got to his feet, and she swung her legs up on the couch, holding her
ass up while he pulled her skirt down. He drew the garment down off her
legs and turned to her blouse. While he pulled the buttons loose on the
front, he bent close, and she grabbed his head and drew his face against
hers, thrusting her tongue in his mouth. He got her blouse peeled off
her shoulders and slipped it down off her arms.

When he jerked his mouth away from hers, he sucked in his breath. Then
he grabbed her bra in the front and straightened the hook with one hard
tug and ripped the straps off, letting her tits spring free.

He grabbed the waistband with both hands and peeled her panties down,
leaving her in stockings, garters, and high-heeled shoes.

She sprang up and opened his shirt.

"Now it's my turn," she said.

She peeled his shirt down off his shoulders and pulled the sleeves free
of his arms. Then she stripped him naked quickly.

"Christ, Rita!" Bill said, still breathing hard. "What do I do
next--with Mitzi?"

Rita had to smile. If he only knew how easy it was.

"Well, if you're in the drive-in, it's a little cramped in the car. What
kind of car do you have?"

He looked away. "You won't believe this. It's a thirty-six La Salle."

Rita believed it, all right. Just like her first date.

"Really!" she said. "The kind that has leather loops to hold onto in the
back?"

"Yeah. I didn't know anyone else had even seen one."

"Wait here."

Rita went to Tommy's bedroom and came back with two of his old neckties.
The couch was as long as the back seat of that old car, and it had a
raised armrest at each end. She tied a necktie loosely in a loop through
each armrest.

"You've got it made, Bill," she said, sitting in the middle of the
couch. "Just put her feet through those two loops. Here, spread my legs
out and put my feet through these ties."

Bill threaded one of her feet through the cloth loop at one end of the
couch. While he bent the other leg out, he couldn't take his eyes from
her spreading cunt. Her legs were barely long enough to reach the ends
of the couch. Once her feet were through the loops, she was held
captive, her legs split straight out, her pussy spread wide.

"God, but you're nice," he said.

"You're not bad, yourself," she said. "Now, all you have to do is do
what comes naturally."

He leaned down between her legs and held the soft flesh of her hips. As
he half-crouched in position, his cock came down close to her cunt. His
prick wasn't as big as Tommy's, but it was plenty stiff and looked hard
as a piece of steel as the cock-head went into her spread pussy-slot.

Her fuck-hole, already partly open, tingled with warmth as the cock-head
pushed against it, spreading it farther. A painful jolt went through her
cunt and passed, and his cock fucked into her pussy.

Rita braced her shoulders against the back of the couch, arching her
back, thrusting her belly out, as he fucked into her cunt. The tingling
warmth traveled deep in her cunt as he fucked her balls-deep. Then he
drew back until the prick-head tugged at her stretched cunt-hole, making
her gasp.

She grabbed his shoulders, "Just don't pull back any farther than that.
Oh, I like your cock inside me. Give it to me!"

He fucked back into her, driving his groin against her cunt-mound, and
then drew back.

Again and again, he fucked his prick full length into her, sending nice
waves of tingling warmth through her cunt.

Then she rolled her ass out and sucked in her belly, just as he started
another thrust. The head of his cock drove against her clit.

"Oh!"

The sensation made her jerk all over. Quickly, she thrust her belly out,
and the next stroke of his cock went deeper in her cunt.

Now she worked her belly in and out, rocking the position of her cunt.
She took one stroke on her clit, the next deep in her fuck-hole.

Then his cock-strokes turned harder and harder. She took each one full
length in her cunt as his groin pounded against her pussy-mound. He
poised, then rammed his cock home.

"Uhhhh!" Holding her hips, he quivered against her.

Then his cum-load shot deep in her cunt, pumping over and over. His
breath was hot in her ear as she held the side of her face against his.

When his cum stopped spurting, he pulled his softening cock out, and she
smiled at him.

"Now, get me out of this harness, and I'll do something for you," she
said.

It was a relief to put her legs together again. While she worked her hip
joints, she thought of the action yet to come. The first time she ever
gave head, it was in a car, and it was a lot of trouble. She had started
by just getting down between the guy's legs and taking his cock in her
mouth. When his prick turned really hard, though, it curved up against
her throat and made her gag. She had found only one position that
worked, and she might as well show Bill now.

"You'd better take a blanket along to cover Mitzi's ass or she'll have
to show it off to everyone around you. Lie down here, and let me take
over."

With Bill in position, Rita shoved a knee between his shoulder and the
back of the couch. She put the other foot on the floor. Now, holding her
ass up over him, she bent down to his limp cock.

She ran her tongue out and touched the head of his prick. It was
slightly salty. She licked all over the cock-head, smearing her saliva
evenly, making it slick.

Satisfied, she opened her mouth wide and put it over the prick-head.
Soft as his cock still was, her lips easily fit over the cock-shaft.

Soon his cock had swelled back as big as it was when he fucked her. It
wasn't hard enough to thrust through the lips of her cunt, but it was
still rigid enough to go back in her throat.

His big balls were way below her eyes, but she had taken a bigger cock
than his ... her Tommy's. She closed her eyes and nodded her head down.

While her lips worked the big prick-shaft, the cock-head filled her
throat. She kept on nodding and the cock-head slipped deeper and deeper
back into her tight throat, until her nose touched warm flesh and she
opened her eyes.

His balls were huge under her nose. Her chin rested on dark crotch-hair.
She had the whole cock in her mouth and her throat.

She slipped her lips up the cock-shaft and breathed in through her nose,
then thrust her mouth back down to his groin. Up and down, faster and
faster, she ran her lips the length of his prick-shaft. His cock turned
hard in her throat, and his hips bucked up to meet her bobbing head.

While she worked on his cock, his hands gripped her hips, then they
slipped into the hollows of her waist, and under his chest to cup her
hard tits. He squeezed and kneaded the tit-flesh.

He was groaning and writhing his hips, under her mouth. It wouldn't be
long before he would shoot off. She guessed he would come after a few
more strokes with her lips.

On the first stroke, she slipped her lips down his prick to touch her
nose against his balls and then brought her mouth back up to let his
cock-head tug at her lips.

The second stroke, she ran her lips down a little faster, buried her
chin in his groin-hair, swallowed against the cock-head in her throat,
and ran her mouth back up, drawing in a quick breath through her nose.

On the third stroke, she poised for a moment, then zipped her lips down
the length of his prick-shaft, letting his cock-head fuck deep into her
throat. She swallowed hard against the cock-head while he grunted and
shoved his hips up against her. Then she jerked her head up and her lips
zipped back up to the bulge of his cock-head, and she breathed several
times through her nose.

She poised for the fourth stroke, then whipped her head down to slam her
chin in his groin. Clutching his hips in her arms, she swallowed hard
... again ... again.

His cum spurted hard, way back in her throat while he squeezed her tits
hard. She kept her nose against his balls and swallowed hard while his
cum pumped over and over.

When his cum stopped, he loosened his grip on her tits. After slipping
her lips up the slimy shaft, she drew her head up and pulled her lips
free of his cock-head.

Rita turned on the couch and lay down on her side against him, waiting
for his breathing to slow. After a while, his breathing did slow.

"Rita," he said, "you are something else. Are all girls like you?"

"No-o-o, I don't think so," she said. "But that's just one opinion."

"You were so nice. I'd like to do something for you."

"Well, maybe we can do something for each other. Let's try sixty-nine."

"What should I do?"

"Just stay where you are ... and try to find my clit."

Rita turned around on the couch and lay on her side. Offering her
stocking-clad thigh for a pillow, she helped him pull one leg out as
well and rested her head on his thigh. His soft cock was against her
lips.

She held his limp prick in her hand and licked the tip of her tongue out
at the prick-head. There was salty cum in the piss-slit, and she licked
it away, spreading her saliva. She bent toward him and put his whole
cock in her mouth, with her nose against his balls.

He jerked his loins a little each time she licked the end. Soon the
boy's shrunken prick filled her mouth as it expanded. Swallowing hard,
she pulled the cock-head back in her throat, and her mouth rested in his
groin-hair.

She worked her mouth in and out, faster and faster, pausing only for a
gasping breath each time the cock-head came to her lips.

As she sucked on his cock, it grew larger and larger, harder and harder,
just barely fitting in her throat.

Then his hand grabbed her thighs, bringing it up over her shoulder,
spreading her cunt. His tongue pushed hotly against her cunt-lips,
stretching the warm flesh, forcing the tender pussy-lips to part.

She jerked when he touched her clit ... too hard. He lapped his tongue
over her clit each time she ran her lips the length of his cock. With
each tongue-stroke, her clit flashed for an instant while she jerked her
cunt against his face.

They writhed and jerked together, faster and faster, harder and harder.
He gripped the soft flesh of her hips and pulled her hard against him,
her pussy now squashed against his mouth. His tongue reached way in and
lapped the length of her pussy-slit.

He lapped her faster than she was stroking her lips on his cock, faster
and harder. She gasped each time she drew her lips back, and tried to go
down on him faster. Try as she would, she couldn't keep up with his
tongue. It drove back inside her deeper and faster.

The flashes of heat in her clit started building, making her cunt
hotter.

While she surged toward orgasm, his hips bucked against her face, slower
each time. His groin still hit her chin hard, but his movements turned
slower and slower. Then his groin pounded into her face and he went
rigid as he shot off into her throat.

She swallowed each spurt of his creamy cum.

While she swallowed his cum, her clit got hotter and hotter from his
tongue-strokes. Her hips jerked against his face. Then, as though he
knew what he was doing, his tongue strokes turned rougher.

She poised for a moment, then slammed her cunt to his face and quivered
against him as her cunt-cum let go. He kept his mouth on her pussy,
receiving her cum that pumped out each time she quivered against him.

Then all motion ceased. He held his tongue inside her cunt-gash, resting
on her clit. She kept her mouth at his hairy groin, the head of his cock
inside her throat.

She needed air, and she drew her mouth back off his limp cock. He
withdrew his tongue as well and just lay with his face against her cunt,
his hands gripping her hips.

Rita was glad he didn't try to talk to her. Her energy was drained to
nothing. She kept an arm over his hip and rested her head on his thigh,
her cheek against his limp prick.

After a time, he stirred. She tested her legs and found some strength.
They got untangled from each other and sat up.

"Well, Bill," she said, "is that enough lessons?"

"You bet," he said, pulling on his shorts. "I'll call Mitzi and try to
make a date. I just hope it goes as well as it did with you."

"Just be yourself. And Bill ... be gentle with her. Mitzi's a nice girl.
I mean that."

When Bill had left, Rita fingered her cunt. It was sore ... probably not
so much from Bill's rough nail as from holding that damned dildo for
Mitzi. Well, if Bill was successful with the girl, she wouldn't have to
fuck around with her anymore. That would be worth all the wear and tear
the boy had given her.

Chapter 7

Rita had finished her shower and dressed when the front door clicked. It
had to be Tommy. She patted her hair in place and went to his room.

"How was practice, honey?" she asked.

"Piece of cake," he said, slowly bringing his gaze from her legs up to
her hair, then to her tits. "Speaking of which, you're a piece of
cheesecake."

"Come on, now."

"No, it's true. None of the girls in my class look as good as you."

"Well, I doubt that, but you've got just five hours to quit talking like
that."

Tommy smiled and looked around the room and said, "My notes are just
like I left them. Is Bill all ready?"

"He's ready, all right."

Tommy glanced at her and his nostrils flared. "Well, I'm as ready for
that test as I'll ever be."

"Then there's just one thing left to do."

There was a glazed look in his eyes when he said, "Mom, you always dress
well, but you don't want all those clothes on, do you?"

"Not really. Your bedroom or mine?"

"Yours."

He closed the door to her bedroom, and she took a step toward him.
Taking a long stride, he met her and grabbed her around the waist. He
kissed her and fondled her forcefully, more forcefully than he had the
night before.

His hands were strong and searching while he stripped her down naked.
Her skin tingled wherever he touched her. After rolling her around on
the bed and flexing her body while removing her clothes, he turned her
on her back while he drew her lacy panties down off her legs and dropped
them.

She had only the sheer nylon stockings left, and her flimsy little
garter belt. Her breath came in quick gasps while he stretched one of
the garters out.

"When you strip a lady down," she said, "you don't fool around."

"Not when she's a special lady," he said as he unsnapped the garters
from her stockings, lifted her ass with his hand, and slipped the belt
down off her hips and whisked it off her legs. "There's one thing
missing. Don't go away."

Tommy disappeared through the doorway. She lay on her back, wondering
what he had in mind. He barged in a moment later, carrying two large
flat packages.

"Tommy, what on earth?"

He had one of the packages torn apart, and he took out a large mirror.

"I got to thinking what a good-looking mom I have," he said, "and it's a
shame I can't see more of her. These didn't cost much, and I can stick
'em right to the wall ... and ceiling."

Tommy stuck four adhesive pads to the back of the mirror and pressed the
glass panel against the wall, past the foot of the bed. Then he
unwrapped the other package, prepared the adhesive as before, and stood
on the bed, a foot on either side of her waist.

"With this mirror," he said, sticking it to the ceiling, "I can see into
every little place in you."

"If that's what you want to look into, I'm glad to have you do it. I
like being looked at."

He undressed hurriedly.

"I think I'm about to be fucked," she said.

"I just have this urge to eat you," he said as he pulled his shorts
down, letting his stiff cock jut forward.

"In that case," she said, "I think I should lie back and enjoy being
eaten."

Tommy got on his knees on the bed and took her thighs in his hands,
spreading them. Still enjoying the flexibility he had given her, she let
her legs split out all the way to the sides and down flat on the bed.
Rita tucked her ass down and sucked her belly in, bringing her cunt up
for his easy access.

Tommy grasped a little of the short hair on each side of her cunt and
pulled her cunt-lips wide. He put his mouth to her pussy and ran his
warm tongue into her cunt-slit. He licked the length of her cunt-gash,
bringing a glow to her loins.

"Ummmm! I like it when you do that!"

He licked through her pussy-slit two more times. Then he took his mouth
away and put his fingers to his teeth. Putting his mouth back to her
cunt, he resumed the licking motion.

Her ass rolled to the warm stimulation he was giving. His tongue licked
harder and faster. Her breath came faster, as well. Then he stopped and
put his finger to his teeth again.

"What's wrong, honey?" she asked. "Am I shedding?"

"You know what I'd like to do to you, Mom?"

She laughed. "No, but I'm sure I'll like it."

"I'd like to shave your cunt."

"Okay, honey," she said. "I'd like that. Get rid of the hair."

He disappeared through the doorway and turned on the bathroom faucet.
She lay on her back with her legs spread, looking up at the mirror. Her
blonde cunt-hair was short and sparse. Even with her legs closed, it
didn't quite cover the front edge of the pouting cunt-lips. Without the
trace of furry cover, there would be no secrets from her son.

The hiss of running water stopped, and Tommy came in with a steaming pan
and a number of tools balanced on his arms--razor, towel, scissors,
soap, wash cloth, shaving cream. He spilled the tools off his arms onto
the bed and set the pan on the night stand.

She let her knees drop all the way to the sides.

He held her cunt-hair in tufts while he snipped it close to the skin.
The cold steel of the scissors made her flinch when it touched her, but
he never nicked her.

When he put the scissors down, she ran her hand over the sides of her
cunt. The stubble was soft and short.

While she watched in the mirror, he wet the washcloth and worked up a
rich lather of soap. Then he washed the soft skin with soap and sponged
it with hot water. After he squirted a little of the shaving cream on
his fingers, he patted it into her pussy-stubble.

He worked the razor in long slow strokes, going toward her cunt. With
each stroke, the razor left only smooth pink skin.

Finally, only a little shaving cream remained along the lips of her
cunt. He slipped two fingers inside her cunt and held the skin folds
straight while he shaved her right up to the edge of her cunt-slit.

She looked down, between her tits, over her bare cunt-mound to the
mirror on the wall. All the way from her pussy mound to her asshole,
there was nothing left but smooth pink skin.

He took the wash cloth, dipped it in hot water, and wiped away all
traces of cream and then took the towel and patted her tender
pussy-flesh dry.

He squeezed the cunt-lips together, then ran his hand over her bare
cunt-mound.

"There, you're naked now, Mom. How do you like it?"

Watching herself in the ceiling mirror, Rita braced her knees down
against the bed and lifted her loins, spreading the cunt-lips. The inner
pussy-slit was only a little darker than the pink skin all around her
pussy.

She let her ass down and closed her legs. The pouting lips of her cunt
showed, all else was concealed. She smiled up at the mirror, and a
pretty little blue-eyed blonde smiled back, a pink-skinned blonde with
the bare pussy of a little girl, but with the tits and flaring hips of a
woman.

"I like it, Tommy," she said. "I like the way you made me look. Still
want to eat me?"

"Yeah, but let's try a different position. Let's try it with you
kneeling over my face," he suggested.

With Tommy lying on his back, she got on her knees and spread her legs.
Her cunt went down to his face. He covered her bare pussy with his mouth
and put his tongue into her cunt-slit.

His tongue was hot as it thrust against her inner cunt-folds, pushing
steadily against the tender flesh. A stabbing pulse of heat shot through
her pussy as his tongue pushed inside.

He held his tongue inside her cunt and brought his hands up and cupped
her tits, pinching and rotating her nipples.

Then a wave of tingling heat welled before his tongue as it moved toward
her clit.

"Oh!" She sucked in her breath with a gasp.

Her ass jerked as his tongue touched the nub of her clit and then rested
against it.

Just as her ass settled back, he pressed his tongue a little harder
against her clit and worked the tip around and around on the nub.

"Ohhhh!" She groaned as she levered her spread knees together, pinching
his head between her thighs.

His tongue stayed on her clit, pressing harder and working around and
around. The waves of tingling heat flowed through her cunt as she
helplessly let her ass rock with his tongue motions.

Her breath came in short gasps as the waves of heat flowed together and
built toward a peak.

His tongue didn't leave her clit as he pressed still harder and worked
it around the nub faster. She grabbed his head in her hands and pulled
his face up tightly against the bare skin of her cunt.

"Oooohhh!"

The well of heat burst in her clit and her cunt-cum flowed in waves. His
mouth stayed on her cunt and he slurped up each flow of her cunt-cream.

His tongue stayed on her clit but it pressed lighter and worked slower
as her body gradually drained of energy. Finally, her hip gyrations
stopped and her ass settled back on her heels.

Feeling her energy leave her, Rita raised herself from his face and lay
on her side. Tommy lay beside her and offered his shoulder. She nestled
her head in the hollow of his shoulder.

When her legs felt strong, she rolled onto her back and took his stiff
prick in her hand.

"Ummmm, this is still ready to go," she said. "What would you like to do
next?"

"Bondage."

"Bondage! You mean ... like, tie me up?"

"Yeah, but nothing rough. I'll just tie you to the bed, so you'll feel
helpless."

She smiled to herself when he left. That feeling of helplessness when
Bill had her legs spread on the couch and trussed in the loops had been
delightful. Why hadn't she thought of bondage before?

Tommy returned with a half-dozen old painted ties. She had to laugh when
she saw them.

"It's about time you put those to good use," she said. "I can't blame
you for never wearing them."

He looped one of them around her thigh, just above her knee, then he
tied the other end down to the side of the bed frame.

When he'd fastened the second tie to the other side of the bed, her
thighs were spread straight out to the sides, and her knees were bent so
that her lower legs followed the edges of the bed.

He took two other ties and looped one around each wrist. When he'd
fastened the other end to the head of the bed, her arms were drawn up
over her head.

Rita tried her bonds. Pull as she might, she was securely held in place
on her back, legs spread, arms up over her head. The only movement she
could make was to push down with the sides of her knees and bring her
bare cunt up.

Watching herself in the ceiling mirror, Rita pushed her knees down and
levered her cunt high, spreading her cunt-slit just enough to show her
little red clit. Her tits became hard, the nipples, pointed.

Tommy got up on the bed and knelt between her legs. He held her hips,
then slipped his hands into the hollows of her waist.

"You've got the waist of a thirteen-year-old girl," he said.

"It's the way you've got me stretched out. Makes it look slimmer than it
is, but it's nice of you to say that. I see your cock's hard as ever.
You ready to rape me?"

"Is that what it feels like, Mom? The way I've got you tied up?"

"Oh, I know you wouldn't do anything I asked you not to. Does make me
feel helpless, though. I like the feeling. Come on. Put it in me!"

While Tommy positioned his cock over her cunt, Rita realized just how
helpless she was. She couldn't hold the stiff cock-shaft and guide the
cock-head between her cunt-lips, working it up and down to spread her
pussy-slit with a minimum of pain. Instead, she would have to rely on
Tommy's skill and gentleness.

His cock was warm as he slipped it in her and stopped with the cock-head
against her cunt-mouth. While he pushed, she rocked her ass, making her
fuck-hole part for his cock.

A jolt of pain hit her stretched pussy and she gasped. He stopped
pushing and looked at her. She waited silently and, when the pain
passed, smiled and nodded. He pushed with his cock again, and she rocked
her ass-and the head of his cock slipped through.

He fucked into her, and she swung her ass up, raising her cunt to
receive him. His prick brought a tingling warmth as it slipped into her
cunt-hole. The coarse hair of his groin touched her bare pussy-mound,
and then he drew his cock back while she let her ass back down to the
bed. The tingling warmth in her cunt-lips left when his prick-shaft
slipped back.

Tommy fucked in harder, and she brought her cunt up to meet him,
enjoying the burning wave of tingling heat. She pushed her bare
cunt-mound up against his groin, then let her ass fall back to the bed
while he withdrew.

"Oh, that's so nice in me, honey," she said. "Do it a little harder."

Harder and harder, he thrust his fucker into her. Waves of tingling heat
flowed through her cunt-rising, falling, rising, falling. She threw her
head to one side, then to the other, whining with the strokes of his
cock.

His fuck-strokes became violent.

With a groan, he shoved his hands under her back and drew her up to him
and slammed his cock all the way in her cunt and quivered against her.

His hot cum spurted deep in her cunt, lubricating their fucking. Then
his cum stopped and he bent and kissed her before pushing his weight up
off her.

"Mom, you're the greatest," he said. "How far are you from coming?"

"Not very far," she said. "Feel my tits."

Still on his knees, leaning over her, he cupped his hands over her tits
and squeezed. The tit-flesh was hard, unyielding under his hands. When
he let go, the nipples came to sharp points.

"I've never seen your tits that hard," he said. "Want me to use my
finger to finish you off?"

"I have a better idea. Untie me, and we'll do sixty-nine."

With her legs released from their captive position, she flexed her hip
joints while he untied her hands. Then, freed from bondage, she rolled
to the side while he got on his back.

Straddling his shoulders with her bare cunt over his face, Rita brought
her face to his limp cock and took the whole cock into her mouth.

Tommy grasped the cheeks of her ass and pulled her down. Her knees
slipped out to the sides, and her bare cunt settled down on his mouth.
His tongue ran through her pussy-gash and thrust against her fuck-hole
pushing the lips apart.

While his tongue explored inside her cunt, Rita sucked hard around the
base of his soft cock. The cock-head went into her throat and she
swallowed, drawing it deeper. She ran her lips up and down for the
length of the prick-shaft.

His prick began to swell in her lips, and the prick-head filled her
throat.

Tommy's exploring tongue lapped deep within her inner cunt-folds. Then
he curled his tongue just inside her clit and probed out.

She jerked her pussy down against his face when he touched her clit. He
drew his tongue back and probed out again. Tommy was being as gentle as
anyone could be, but she was so hyper-sensitive, she couldn't keep from
jerking against him again and again, each time he touched her clit.

Rita gave full strokes with her lips on his prick. His cock was now
fully erect. He bucked his hips up against her mouth, pushing the
cock-head deep in her throat. Her hair spilled down on his balls and
gathered in coils whenever she ran her chin down to his groin. She had
to brush the blonde curls out of the way to keep from getting her hair
into her mouth with his cock.

The jolting flashes of heat in her clit mounted, never dying out between
touches of his tongue. The tidal wave of heat rose higher and higher and
higher.

She went rigid against his face as her cunt-cum flowed.

He couldn't be far from corning as well, so she went down on him faster
and faster, ramming her lips down to the base of his cock, pushing her
nose against his balls.

His body arched under her and went rigid as his cum-load shot deep in
her throat. Rita kept her chin in his groin-hair while she swallowed
each spurt of his cum.

By the time Tommy's cum stopped pumping into her throat, her cunt-cum
had stopped flowing as well. Rita drew her mouth up off the soft head of
his cock, breathed deeply a few times, and rolled off him and turned to
lie beside her son.

She pressed her lips to his cheek and closed her eyes and dreamed.

How nice it was to have Bill taking care of Mitzi. Now that he was
taking care of the girl's sexual needs, the bitch wasn't a threat to
Rita's son. Now she could devote full time to taking care of Tommy.

Chapter 8

"I just had to see you, Rita," Mitzi said. "Golly, you're pretty."

"Well, thank you, Mitzi, and come in. I take it you're out of lotion ...
or pills."

"No, I still have a few more days' supply of both," the girl said as she
sprawled on the couch. "Boy, last night was sure an experience. You know
Bill Morrison?"

"I've seen him with Tommy," Rita said. "What about him?"

"Well, last night he invited me out to the drive-in."

"That was nice of him. Did you enjoy the movie?"

"We didn't see much of the movie. In fact, I couldn't see over the seat
back."

Rita smiled. "I take it the two of you had other interests."

"Well, he was sure hot! He stripped me down naked. Then he ... you
should've seen his old car."

Rita smiled and waited.

"After he undressed me, he put my feet through those little loops at the
sides. I was so spread out, I thought I'd split wide open. Then he
fucked me. Only it was different from you and me. I guess he wasn't
trying to be rough, but that's the way it happened. Rough and fast."

Rita had to smile at her description. "Honey, fast is the way it is with
most men. You have to work on them to get it up again so they can make
you come. This wasn't your first time, was it?"

"No, I fucked a few times before ... once with Tommy a month ago ... a
couple of times with other guys. But I just don't know how to ..." Her
voice trailed off.

Rita worked hard to suppress the urge to smile. This could have been her
as a young teenager once.

"Well, when he shot off in you too soon, did you do anything to get it
up again?"

"I tried to go down on him. He was just getting hard again when I
gagged. I guess I ruined everything." Her eyes filled with tears when
she looked up. "Oh, Rita, I liked doing it with you lots better."

The lights were dim in the bedroom. Rita pulled Mitzi's jeans off her,
leaving all her attractive curves bare. Mitzi undressed Rita, the girl's
face turning more flushed with each garment she removed. When she pulled
Rita's panties down and dropped them, she sucked in her breath.

Rita struck a pose, standing in her stockings, one knee bent, and said,
"Like it?"

Mitzi was looking up at the ceiling mirror when Rita left for Tommy's
bedroom. There, she gathered the needed shaving implements and then
returned to her bedroom, where the girl was sprawled back on the bed,
looking at herself in the mirrors. Mitzi's triangle of coarse black
cunt-hair was easy to trim away with the scissors, leaving a field of
rough stubble.

Rita wasn't as sure with the razor as Tommy had been, so she worked
slowly, carefully, lest she cut Mitzi's tender skin. Starting from the
base of her thighs, she worked the blade in short strokes toward the
lips of her cunt. Then she stretched the skin between her cunt and her
asshole and shaved that, as well.

Soon everywhere there was light-olive skin except for a ridge of shaving
cream along her cunt-lips. Rita put two fingers in her cunt-slot, then
three fingers, then four to fill the length of her cunt and hold the
cunt-lips straight. Then she carefully shaved right up to the bare edges
of the cunt-lips.

When she sponged away all traces of shaving cream, there was nothing but
smooth, soft skin and a cunt that was a little bigger than her own.

"You have a beautiful cunt, Mitzi."

"Thanks for making it look so nice."

Mitzi put her hands on her knees and forced her legs to the sides and
down almost to the bed, to have them spring back when she took her hands
away.

"I wish I could do things like you do, Rita. You can put your knees
straight out and all the way down. It makes you look so cute."

"Well, that kind of flexibility doesn't come easy," Rita said. "But I'll
try to help you do it. Just relax and try to make your hips and legs go
limp."

Rita bent Mitzi's left leg straight out and pushed it down until it
wouldn't go any farther, then she reached over to her right knee and
held it down while she worked the hip joint around and around.
Gradually, her left thigh went lower and lower. When it finally came all
the way down to the bed, Rita held it down and shifted her attention to
the right leg.

As Rita brought Mitzi's right knee down to the bed after working the hip
joint around many times, the girl's cunt-lips opened wide.

"Hey!" Mitzi said, pulling her finger out more slowly. "That's really
tight. How do you do it?"

"It's easy," Rita said, fucking her finger in and out of Mitzi's cunt.
"Tighten your cunt around my finger."

"I don't know how."

"Just pretend you're holding back from pissing."

Mitzi tightened her cunt around Rita's finger. Rita could still slip her
finger through the cunt-lips, but it took a lot more effort.

"That's the way, honey," Rita said.

"This is easy," Mitzi said. "You were right. All I had to do was think I
had to piss and hold myself shut."

"You learn fast. Now let's do some serious finger-fucking."

Rita crooked her finger slightly and felt for the girl's clit. Just as
she touched the nub, Mitzi gasped and jerked her cunt up.

Mitzi's finger crooked in Rita's cunt and probed. Rita braced herself
for the jolt her finger would bring when it hit her clit too hard.

Mitzi surprised her. Her finger barely touched the sensitive organ. Rita
sucked her breath in and rolled her ass up as the warm glow built. She
kept her fingertip on Mitzi's clit too, and the girl groaned and tossed
her head.

Rita brought her finger away from Mitzi's clit, and Mitzi did, as well,
letting Rita roll her ass down. Then, as she again approached the girl's
clit, Mitzi followed suit, and Rita brought her ass up at the touch.

With knees braced wide, Rita heaved her ass up and rocked it back down,
up and down, with each touch to her clit.

Now Rita's breath came in quick gasps, and she whined each time the
finger touched her clit. Mitzi was fingering Rita's clit with the same
skill. The warmth of the glow in her pussy built higher and higher.

Mitzi stiffened against her, and the girl's cunt-juice flowed over
Rita's finger. Rita held her finger tightly against Mitzi's clit while
the girl quivered against her. Meantime, the heat in Rita's cunt
continued to rise.

Then Rita braced her knees and brought her cunt up against Mitzi's hand
... higher ... higher.

"Ohhhhh!" Rita gasped.

Rita arched her back and stiffened as her own cunt-juice let go. While
her cunt-cum pumped out and she quivered against the girl, she turned
her head. Mitzi was facing her, her lips parted, the tip of her tongue
protruding.

Rita brought her tongue out and gently touched its tip to Mitzi's. It
was the tenderest feeling she had ever experienced while her cum pumped
out of her, draining her strength.

Rita let her ass down to the bed. Her energy was gone. Mitzi's tongue
was sweet against hers, sweet and soft. Without moving, she closed her
eyes.

It was sweet just to dream beside this girl, this girl who tried so hard
to please her, this girl who was so crude in one way and so
sophisticated in another, this girl who would be delightful if she were
her daughter.

Rita shook her head slightly. She was there to lay the girl and satisfy
her so she would leave Tommy alone--not to be a mother hen who took in
lost waifs.

She brought her lips over the tip of Mitzi's tongue and kissed it
lightly.

"Well!" Rita said, "now that you know how to clamp down with your cunt,
let's heat up the old dildo."

"Heat it up!" Mitzi exclaimed.

Rita got up and went to the adjoining bathroom and turned on the
hot-water tap.

"Sure, we might as well bring it up to body temperature before we stick
it in ourselves."

Rita took the double-headed dildo out of a drawer and dropped it into
the sink. After a few seconds in the hot water, she took it out, wiped
it dry, and smeared a light coat of Vaseline over the long shaft and the
two heads. Satisfied, she took it back to the bedroom and the waiting
Mitzi.

Rita lay down with her knees spread to the sides and worked one head of
the fake cock into her cunt. While she pushed and twisted the shaft, the
cock-head fucked deep in her cunt.

"Let's have a duel," Rita said. "A duel to the finish. We'll fuck each
other with this thing until the loser is too exhausted to fuck anymore.
I'll give you the advantage. I'll stay on my back with my legs spread.
You can be the man."

Mitzi laughed. "I'll be more like the man once I get that thing in my
cunt."

While Rita lay under her, holding half the dildo in her cunt, Mitzi put
her knees over Rita's spread thighs and lowered her cunt on the
protruding dildo.

Rita had to clench the fuck-shaft hard in her cunt to keep it from
slipping deeper in her while the girl brought her cunt down around the
cock-head, making the walls of her cunt spread wide. The head and a few
inches of the shaft slipped into her, and Mitzi shifted her knees back
together and settled down with her bare cunt-mound smooth against
Rita's.

"Ready or not, here we go," Mitzi said.

Rita held her cunt as tight as she could around the dildo-shaft while
Mitzi brought her ass up, but it slipped through her cunt-lips. The
shaft slipped out until the head tugged against the lips of her cunt,
then the girl let her cunt slip higher on the shaft.

Then Mitzi drove the dildo down, fucking it deep in Rita's cunt.

"Oh!" Rita said and tried to hold the shaft from sliding back up through
her cunt.

Try though she did to keep Mitzi from controlling the next fuck-thrust,
the girl drew the shaft out until the cock-head again tugged at Rita's
cunt-lips. Then she thrust back in.

"Oh! Oh!"

Again and again Mitzi fucked the long dildo deep in Rita's cunt, while
the older woman lay helplessly under her. If Rita didn't stop her, the
young maniac would soon make her come. Then she would be helpless to
stop her from wreaking further havoc on her family.

Just as Mitzi pounded her groin against hers, Rita sucked in her breath,
clenched her teeth, and followed the girl up off the bed. Clear of the
bed, she held herself still and let the girl pull the shaft out from her
cunt, out until the bulge of the cock-head tugged at her pussy-slit.
Then she clenched her cunt down hard on the shaft and heaved her ass
high, thrusting the dildo far up into Mitzi's pussy.

"Ie-e-e!" Mitzi screamed as she drew back away from Rita.

Rita followed the girl up. Then she pulled the fuck-shaft out of Mitzi's
cunt until the head started to spread the lips of the girl's cunt. She
stopped and drove back up into her, not quite so hard.

"Oh!" the girl gasped.

Rita gripped the girl's hips and held her, as though she were a man,
fucking a woman kneeling over him. Then she fucked the dildo up into her
again and again and again.

Mitzi whined and tossed her head back and forth to Rita's fuck-strokes,
making her hair fly out and then whip back over her shoulders.

"Ohhhh! Ohhh!"

Mitzi's whining grew louder. She threw her whole upper body back and
forth in time to Rita's strokes with the dildo, firmly clutched in her
cunt. The girl grabbed Rita's tits and squeezed them, making them ache.
Still, Rita kept her knees braced to the sides and heaved her ass up
again and again, fucking the shaft into the girl's cunt, held closed
with her legs together.

Then Mitzi stiffened and squeezed Rita's tits even harder.

Rita rammed the dildo deep in Mitzi's cunt and held her body arched high
against her while she wrapped her arms around the quivering girl.

Mitzi held Rita's head in her hands and pressed her face tight against
Rita's. As her quivering stopped, Rita pulled her down against her so
the girl's softening tits pushed down over Rita's sharp-pointed nipples.

After a time, Mitzi turned her face and kissed Rita. Rita enjoyed the
soft touch of her lips. At last, Mitzi drew away.

"Ready for round two?" Rita asked.

Mitzi smiled slightly and shook her head. "I'm all fucked out, Rita. I
thought I could hold this dildo in my cunt and take control. God, but
you're strong."

"You'll learn how, honey. When a man's fucking you, you can hold
yourself tight around his cock. You'll both enjoy it more. After a
while, you won't even realize you're doing it."

Mitzi's smile broadened. "I'd like to practice again with you. Right
now, I'd better give my cunt a rest."

Mitzi got up on her knees and drew herself back on the rubber prick,
still held tightly by Rita's cunt. Her pussy slipped up on the shaft,
and then the head appeared. When Mitzi got off the bed, Rita took the
shaft in her hand and slowly drew the rubber cock out. The head pulled
her cunt-slit wide, then slipped out.

When Mitzi was dressed, Rita saw her to the door.

Chapter 9

The knock at the door was persistent. Rita tried to tune it out and
focus once more on the novel in her hands, but it wouldn't stop. She
frowned as she put the book aside, put her feet into high-heeled
slippers, rose, and fastened her robe. Tommy wasn't due for an hour or
more. Besides, he had his own key. She opened the door.

"Why, Bill!" she said. "Tommy isn't here just yet, but come on in."

"Thanks, Mrs. Baylor," he said, following her in.

"We don't need to be formal. It isn't like we didn't know each other.
Call me Rita."

"Okay, Rita," he said, sitting by her on the couch. "Actually, it's you
I wanted to see."

"Oh? What about? I thought you had a date with Mitzi last night."

"Yeah. That's why I wanted to see you."

"I don't understand!" she said.

"Well, Rita ... it's just that you're so much better than Mitzi."

His face colored. "Yeah, Mitzi tried to be good, I guess. But it's so
much nicer when I'm with you."

"Wouldn't you rather be with a girl your own age?"

"Yeah ... no ... I mean, you're so pretty, and you look young. I guess
you must be close to forty, but you're better looking than the girls in
my class. I really like you, Rita. I like you better than any of those
girls."

What could she say? Honest compliments didn't happen every day. She
liked him too, and she liked it when he fucked her.

Rita lay down on the couch with her back across his lap, looked up into
his eyes, and said, "Strip me down, Bill. I like to have your hands on
me."

Bill's hands trembled while he fumbled with the sash on her robe, but he
got the knot untied and drew the garment apart.

"God, but you're beautiful, Rita," he said as he ran a hand down under a
garter and inside the top of her stocking.

"I try to take care of my body," she said, shrugging one shoulder
slightly, then the other, letting the robe slip down off her arms, and
then lying back on the garment. "It's all for you."

He grasped the front of her bra and drew the two halves together,
releasing the hook, and then pulled the cups wide. Her tits sprang free
and stood straight out. The straps fell off her shoulders, and she
raised herself a little, letting the bra drop from her arms.

His breathing came faster as he slipped his hand down over her soft hips
and into the waistband of her panties. She raised her ass while he
peeled the yellow nylon down onto her thighs, then she raised her legs
so he could slip the panties off.

Rita watched his eyes while she slowly lowered her legs to the couch,
gradually revealing her cunt. His eyes focused on the curve of her
belly, then on her bare pussy.

"My God, Rita! You're ..."

"Am I naked or what?" she said as she spread her legs slightly, drawing
her bare cunt-lips apart.

"You look like my ..."

"Like your what?"

"Like my little sister," he said as he ran a hand down over her slick
cunt-mound and pressed a finger between her pouting lips.

"Don't tell me you've been fooling around with a little girl!"

He colored. "No! No, but she runs around naked after a shower. Your cunt
is as bare and smooth as hers."

"How about the rest of me? Do I really look like her?"

Bill grinned while he ran a hand over the swell of one hip and squeezed
one tit, making the nipple ache and turn hard in his hand. He shook his
head.

"No, she isn't developed like you, Rita." He put his hands over both
tits and squeezed them. "You have the nicest tits, better than any of
the girls I've ever seen."

"They're too little."

"They are not! They stick straight out."

Rita had to laugh. "That's because you keep squeezing them. I like your
hands on me, but you're making them ache pretty good. Stand up, and I'll
get you undressed."

As Rita started to sit up, he kept his arms around her, cupping her tits
in his hands. He pulled her back against him and pinched the nipples,
making her toss her head back and gasp. Then he released her. She stood
and pulled him to his feet.

He kicked off his loafers while she opened his fly and drew his jeans
down. Kneeling before him, she pulled off one pant leg, then the other.

While he drew his sweat shirt off, she stayed on her knees and grabbed
his shorts by the waistband. The cock-bulge in his shorts was big and
hard. She brought her face nearer while she pulled the white cotton
underwear down.

His cock sprang free against her face, and she let his shorts fall
around his ankles. The hard prick-shaft was hot in her hand. Rita put
her mouth to the prick-head and parted her lips while she nodded toward
his groin.

Her lips stretched over his cock-head ... farther ... farther. Then her
lips were around the shaft itself and the cock-head filled her mouth.
She sucked the head of his cock and his groin trembled while his fingers
touched her hair.

Rita drew her lips off his cock-head and stood before him. He put his
hands on her hips and looked down at her.

She smiled. "There isn't much left of my clothes ... just the garters,
stockings and slippers. Do you want me to take them off?"

He was swallowing over and over, and his face was turning red. After a
moment, he shook his head. "No, I like you dressed just the way you
are."

Bill reached down and scooped her up in his arms and carried her toward
the open door to her bedroom. Turning sideways, he sidestepped through
the doorway and then stood, looking down at her, smiling.

"You look good enough to eat," he said. "Just like a slice of
watermelon."

She curled an arm around his neck and drew his head down and kissed him.
"I'm not sure I like the analogy, but I wouldn't mind being eaten."

He laid her on her back and got on his knees, between her legs. Rita
spread her thighs straight out for him as he bent forward.

His trace of beard stubble scratched over her shaved cunt while he ran
his mouth up and down the length of her pussy-gash. The stubble
scratched, but it didn't hurt. It was the stamp of real manhood.

Bill ran his tongue and down along the edges of her cunt-lips. Then he
pushed his tongue down in her cunt-gash and licked upward, all the way
up to where the cunt-lips joined, then back down the slit and upward
again.

As he licked her pussy over and over, little ripples of tingling warmth
flowed the length of her cunt-lips. Her hips rocked to the movement of
his tongue. She held his head in her hands, stroking his dark hair.

Then he paused from his licking and pressed his tongue deep into her
cunt-slit. Her breath came in little gasps while his tongue penetrated
her pussy, pushing the pussy-lips apart.

Then he was licking inside her, his tongue thrusting deep, bringing a
ripple of tingling warmth down with it. He slowly licked in the folds of
her cunt, and when his tongue was just inside her inner slit, he fucked
it in deep, making her roll her ass up.

What was wrong with that dumb bitch Mitzi? The girl didn't like the way
he fucked her. This was the best anyone had ever eaten Rita's pussy.
Maybe the little bitch just didn't know how to bring out the best in
him.

Now Bill gave full strokes with his tongue. Scarcely aware she was doing
it, Rita clamped her cunt hard around his tongue. He pulled hard at her
pussy-lips. His head bobbed on her cunt as she rocked her hips up and
down.

Then he drew his tongue out of her fuck-hole and raised his head.

"If we don't start fucking," he said, "I'm gonna come outside you."

He wasn't exaggerating. His cock, stiff as a steel rod, had a drop of
precum on the head.

She said, "Let's use another position. Dogstyle."

"I never did it that way before," he said, "but I'll try."

"You'll have to handle me a lot."

"I'm sure I'll like it then."

Rita turned over on her stomach and, keeping her head turned to the side
on the pillow, brought her ass up high. She let her back sway so her
belly was down on the bed.

Bill's body was hot against her ass-cheeks as he came up against her
with his arms curled around her waist and under her tits. His palms
cupped her aching tits and his cock pushed into her crotch against the
mound of her bald cunt. He brought his knees out, spreading her legs
wide.

She reached back between her legs and grabbed his cock by the shaft and
guided the cock-head between her cunt-lips and into her cunt-slit. After
only his tongue had been inside her pussy, his cock-head felt huge
against her tightly stretched pussy-lips.

For the time being, he just held the head of his cock against her inner
cunt-hole while he squeezed the tender flesh of her tits, holding the
nipples, rotating them back and forth. The ache in her nipples spread
through her tits and moved down through her chest to her belly.

While she rubbed his cock-head up and down in her cunt-slot, he pushed
harder. She gasped when the cock-head pushed her inner fuck-hole open.
The quick stab of pain went away, then it stabbed back briefly each time
he pushed her wider as his cock-head opened her, relentlessly.

Finally, the pain stopped. His entire cock-head had to be buried in her
cunt. Her cunt-lips were stretched tightly around his prick-shaft.

He fucked into her slowly, and a wave of tingling heat followed his
cock-head in, all the way to the depths of her cunt. The heat faded as
he drew back and stopped, the cock-head just inside her cunt-lips. He
bent close over her and kissed her.

"Your cock is so nice inside me. Let's fuck!"

While he squeezed her aching tits, he drove his cock deep in her cunt.

"Oh!" she gasped.

He slowly drew back until the prick-head tugged at her pussy-lips. He
stopped, poised, and thrust into her.

Each time his cock-head hit bottom, he pinched her nipples. The hard
tit-flesh ached with pleasure. She writhed under him and thrashed her
head to the side. When she opened her mouth, his lips were there,
kissing her.

Again and again, he fucked deep in her. The waves of heat in her cunt
started building, higher with each stroke of his cock.

"Ooooh! Ooooh!"

His cock-strokes turned slower and slower. He couldn't be far from
coming, himself. She tensed in position while he rammed into her,
bringing the swell of heat higher and higher.

Her cunt-cum let go and he stopped fucking into her. Bill held his rigid
cock deep in her cunt while she quivered and pumped her cum over his
embedded prick.

When her quivering stopped, he asked, "Want me to wait 'til you've had
time to recover?"

"No. Keep fucking me, Bill, honey. I want you to come inside me now.

He drew back and fucked into her so hard it jarred her hips. Then he
drew back and slammed into her ... again ... again.

Then he clutched her tits hard and tensed against her and his jism shot
deep in her cunt. The hot cum pumped over and over.

When his cum stopped spurting and his cock turned soft, he drew it out
and helped her bring her knees together. She lay down and turned on her
side while he lay against her.

He put an arm over her hip and held an ass-cheek to draw her against
him. She closed her eyes and dreamed with her face against his, dreamed
while she waited for her energy to return.

When strength returned to her legs, she kissed him and said, "We both
started some oral business a while ago. It's still unfinished business."

"I'm not a business-man, but I can't stand unfinished business. How
about a sixty-nine?"

"Okay," she said. "I'll get on top."

Just as Rita straddled Bill's shoulders, facing his limp-cock, the front
door clicked.

"You and I'll do sixty-nine, just like we were going to do," Rita said,
getting up on the bed and once more straddling his shoulders. "While
we're eating each other, Tommy will fuck me in the ass. Got the
Vaseline, honey?"

Tommy held the jar in his hand.

Rita reached back from her kneeling position and spread her ass-cheeks.
Tommy's finger was gentle in her asshole as he spread the lubricant.
When he'd finished twisting his greasy fingers back and forth, he gave a
couple of playful but searing thrusts into her ass, then drew his finger
out.

Rita bent down to Bill's limp cock and put the cock-head in her mouth
and sucked it, drawing the cock-shaft through her lips. Satisfied, she
let her knees slide out to the sides. Bill's arms pushed her thighs out
farther, and her cunt settled down on his face, and his tongue licked
through her cunt-slot.

Tommy's cock touched her asshole, and his arms went under her chest. He
held her tits gently in his hands while he pushed his cock harder and
harder against the tight ring of her asshole.

She wiggled her hips, and her cunt-lips pushed out over Bill's mouth.
She settled her hips down, pressing her cunt down on his face while he
thrust his tongue up into her pussy. His tongue brought a warm wave of
tingling heat that ran through her cunt.

Tommy had kept pressing his cock hard against her asshole, and now the
cock-head slipped inside, burning all the way. He fucked full length
into her ass, the pain searing through the depths of her ass-guts.

Bill's cock came to life in her mouth. It grew and turned hard while she
swallowed over and over, drawing the prick-head deep in her throat. As
his cock stiffened, she was able to slide her mouth up and down the
length of the cock-shaft. She ran her lips full length, from the
cock-head down to where her nose touched his balls.

As he ass-fucked her, driving his prick full length into her again and
again, the burning pain turned into an ache, a good ache like the ache
in her tits from his pinching the nipples.

While Tommy ass-fucked her, she brought her lips up on Bill's
cock-shaft, taking the cock-head into her throat. She stopped when her
lips pulled against the bulge of the prick-head, keeping the head inside
her mouth. She breathed through her nose, then slipped her lips back
down the length of the prick-shaft.

While she ran her lips back down, Bill held her head lightly in his
hands. His fingers caressed her face, brushed her hair. He rearranged
the way her hair cascaded down in disarray in a big pile on his balls.

While she went down on Bill, he curled his tongue in her cunt and
slipped it over her clit. She recoiled at the electric flash when his
tongue touched her clit, and her hips jerked in reaction. He ran his
tongue over her clit again and again, making her writhe and jerk against
his face.

While Bill tongue-lashed her clit, she tried to hold her hips still
while Tommy slammed cock into her ass. His cock-strokes turned faster
and harder.

Then he tensed against her ass-cheeks and his cum spurted deep in her
ass-guts, burning each time it pumped.

While Tommy's jism flowed hot in her ass, she worked on Bill's cock. She
ran her lips up and down, faster and faster. He writhed under her mouth
and arched his body to thrust his cock up into her mouth.

Then he shivered and spurted his hot cum into her throat just as she
drove her lips down to the base of his cock. She held the length of his
cock in her throat and swallowed the creamy cum as it pumped over and
over.

Bill kept his tongue stroking against the stiff clit. The warmth in her
cunt built like a huge tidal wave, higher and higher and higher. Then
the heat burst within her and her cunt-cum let go, flowing into his
waiting mouth.

When her cum stopped flowing, she slipped her lips off Bill's softening
cock and breathed the cool air. Tommy pulled his spent cock out of her
ass.

Rita lay between Tommy and Bill. It was with mixed feelings of
exhaustion and accomplishment that she thought of the evening's work.
She had been fucking like a teenager, and her cunt was getting more sore
with each fuck-session.

But she had at least taught Bill a few pointers, and she had protected
her son from unprincipled girls.

What kind of bullshit was she thinking? She had fucked Bill because she
liked to fuck. She had fucked her son because she liked to fuck. She had
fucked Mitzi because she liked to fuck.

Why not get smart? She had been fucking herself to death because she was
too selfish to think of anyone else enjoying her son. All right.
Continue enjoying him, but let other people share him.

Rita said, "I think we all need to expand our horizons."

"Mom!"

"Now hear me out. You both liked our little threesome, didn't you?"

"Yeah, sure," Bill said.

"You know I did, Mom," Tommy said. "I always like it with you."

"Well, a threesome was good. A foursome should be even better."

"Mom, does that mean another guy?"

"No. It means another girl ... and I'm going to call her right now."

Chapter 10

Mitzi was smiling when Rita opened the door at her knock. She was also
looking very pretty in high heels and a dress that was several sizes too
big, but neatly tucked in at the waist to reveal her trim figure.

"Come in, honey," Rita said. "Sit down over here on the couch. We need
to talk."

Mitzi sat primly, with her feet together. Her smooth skin was glowing
and her long dark hair had been brushed until it shone. She looked
squarely at Rita, who was sitting across from her in the easy chair.

"Mitzi, how long have you been living with your aunt?"

"Oh, six ... no, seven years, off and on."

"Off and on? What's that mean?"

"Well, she's really nice to me except when she goes on a bender. Then
she gets mean and slaps me around. When that happens, I find a place to
hang out with one of the kids until she goes back on the wagon. Then I
move back in with her."

"And this has been going on for seven years?"

The girl nodded.

"Do you love your aunt?"

Mitzi hesitated, then shook her head. "No, I guess when someone hits you
often enough, that kills any love you might have."

"Mitzi, I want you to think about what I have to say very carefully. I
want you to move in here with me. I want you to be my daughter. I want
you to be Tommy's sister ... and friend. I want you to be Bill's friend,
too. Mitzi ... I love you."

At first Mitzi just stared at Rita. Then her eyes pooled and, with a
little cry, she lunged up and threw herself on her knees at Rita's feet
and put her head on the older woman's lap, sobbing. Rita stroked the
young girl's hair, patted her shoulder.

When she stopped crying, Mitzi turned her head, looking up at Rita
through red-rimmed eyes.

"That's the first time anyone ever said 'I love you.' I love you too,
Rita."

"Well, I think we have our own special way of saying just how much we
love each other. We'll express that love very often, every night, if you
like. Also, Tommy will love you. The two of you can express that love as
often as you like, too."

Mitzi's face flushed but she smiled. "I think I'll like being in this
family."

"Besides the love within this family, there are close friendships, like
with Bill. You like him, don't you?"

She smiled and nodded.

"Well, both Tommy and Bill are waiting naked in my bedroom. Let's take
our clothes off and show them how much we love them."

It was with a feeling of appreciation that Rita undressed Mitzi while
the girl stood before her. The youngster had gone to elaborate lengths
to make the borrowed clothing she wore fit well. This was a new girl, a
girl who had respect for herself, a girl who valued the fact she was a
female.

When Rita knelt and pulled the girl's panties down, she rubbed her cheek
over Mitzi's pussy-mound. There was no trace of stubble, Mitzi had kept
her cunt shaved smooth.

Finished, Rita cast off her robe and stood before her, dressed the same
as Mitzi in stockings, little encircling garters, and high-heeled shoes.

"Let's go to meet the boys," Rita said.

Tommy and Bill were lying nude on the bed when Rita swung the door open
and led Mitzi inside. They both looked up at the pair of females who
walked in.

Rita said, "Boys, I want you to meet my new daughter."

"Mom! What the hell?"

"Now, everybody stay calm. Mitzi has agreed to live with us. She's part
of the family now. I love her, and I know you will, too."

Tommy's frown changed to a smile. "Hi, Sis. Welcome to the family."

Bill said, "It's a real pleasure to be a friend of this family."

Mitzi blushed as she smiled back at the boys. "This is a family I know
I'm going to love."

"Speaking of love," Rita said, "we're going to find our own way of
expressing our love for each other. Let's start by getting to know each
other better."

"Okay, Mom," Tommy said. "What should we do?"

"To start, my daughter and I are going to lie across the bed while you
guys have your way with us. Tommy, you start with your sister, and Bill,
you start with me. I'm going to be watching the clock though. Every two
minutes, you guys have to switch partners."

Lying across the bed side by side, Rita and Mitzi spread their thighs
straight out. While the boys got in position, Rita watched the
reflections in the ceiling mirror. Mitzi's knees were slowly coming down
to the bed, and the girl's pink cunt was spread wide. Her cunt-lips were
spread, but her inner cunt-folds were a closed line of pink pussy-flesh,
glistening with moisture.

Bill blocked her view of the mirror, and she looked down. His cock was
swollen hard and the cock-head was pushed against her exposed
cunt-folds. He leaned down and put his mouth over her right tit and
sucked the nipple while he pressed his cock harder.

Rita rolled her ass up and down, working her pussy against the head of
his cock, forcing the tender cunt-flesh to part. Trying to ignore the
jolts of pain while her cunt-hole stretched, she resisted the impulse to
flinch or gasp while his cock-head forced her open.

Then the head of his cock was inside her and fucking deeper. While his
prick-shaft rubbed her stretched cunt-lips, she glanced at Tommy and
Mitzi. Her son's cock was disappearing into the girl's bare cunt. Mitzi
lay back, her arms limp over her head, a blissful expression on her
face. The girl rocked her hips up just as Tommy's groin came to rest
against her bare pussy-mound. Then she let her breath out in a long sigh
while Tommy drew his cock-shaft out.

Bill was fucking Rita deeply. Whenever he drew back, he pulled his
cock-head against her sore cunt-mound. To relieve the tension, she
brought her ass up when he withdrew, but he just drew back farther. She
needed to put a brake on his prick.

As Bill drew his halfway out of her pussy, Rita clutched her
cunt-muscles around the prick-shaft. He registered surprise, but smiled
and pulled his cock out slowly and stopped when the cock-head tugged at
her tight cunt, then he fucked back into her.

Bill was more gentle as he pulled his prick free. He paused for a moment
and squeezed Rita's spread thighs affectionately, just above her
stockings. Then he went to Mitzi, and Tommy approached Rita.

Tommy's cock-head was wider than Bill's, but her son was very gentle as
he fucked in. Her cunt-lips stretched for the intruding fucker, and
there was no pain.

Tommy fucked her slowly at first, bringing little waves of warmth
through her pussy, rising and falling, rising and falling. Rita lay
back, limp from the waist up, just rolling her ass to the strokes of his
cock.

Then, while holding his cock just inside her pussy-lips, her son reached
down and hooked his arms around her spread thighs and brought them up
and back toward her shoulders. He held her that way for a moment while
he bent down and kissed her, then he slowly drove his big cock into her
fuck-hole.

"Oh!" she gasped.

He slowly drew out until the prick-head touched her cunt-lips, then,
just as slowly he fucked back in deep.

Rita was going to suggest that Bill do the same with Mitzi, then thought
better of it. Bill just didn't have Tommy's gentle expertise ... not
yet. If Tommy were fucking her recklessly in the long-cock position, he
could cause a great deal of pain. But he was careful and gentle. Maybe
he would give Mitzi the same kind of pleasure at the next swap.

Rita glanced at the clock and said, "Time!"

When Tommy had brought his mother's legs back down and slowly withdrawn
his cock, he bent and kissed her, and then went to Mitzi.

Bill came to Rita. "Like to go doggy-style?"

"I'd love it," Rita said, bringing her legs together and rolling over
onto her stomach.

Bill slipped an arm under her and drew her up against him. Rita looked
back under her, between her tits, past the swell of her belly, past her
shaved pussy, at the upthrust head of his cock. She reached between her
legs and took the slippery cock-shaft in her hand and guided the
cock-head into her cunt.

Her warm pussy-flesh was so slippery now that her cunt-hole opened
painlessly when he pushed. With the head of his prick inside her, she
let her back sway down so her belly was on the bed and turned her face
to the side, her head resting on the pillow.

Bill's cock brought a wave of tingling warmth as he fucked into her.
With his cock buried balls-deep, he stopped. And then he drew back. Rita
enjoyed the little waves of tingling warmth his cock brought, while she
watched the couple beside her.

Tommy had Mitzi folded up into the long-cock position. The girl's legs
were long, and they extended well past her head. Tommy's cock-head was
inside the girl and his long cock-shaft was poised outside. He kissed
the girl and slowly drove his cock into her pussy.

Mitzi clutched Tommy's head in her hands, caressing his hair while he
drew his prick out.

"Ohhhh! Tommy, I like that!"

Again and again, the boy fucked full length into Mitzi. The girl gasped
and writhed under him and cried out with words of endearment.

Rita called out, "Time!"

Bill drew back until his cock-head tugged at the lips of her cunt. He
stopped and Rita wiggled her ass to work her cunt free.

Rita moved to lie down again, but Tommy stopped her with a hand on her
ass. "Let's try it with you on top."

While Rita straddled her son's loins, Bill said, "That's a good idea!
Let's try it that way too, Mitzi."

Rita lowered her cunt onto Tommy's waiting cock. Her pussy was so
slippery it was painless to impale herself on his prick-shaft. She sank
down on his cock until her shaved pussy-mound was mashed against his
groin-hair.

Now she leaned down until her tits touched his chest and rocked her ass
back, raising her cunt on the cock-shaft until the cock-head felt big
against her slit, then she tucked her ass down and lowered herself onto
Tommy's hard cock.

Then Tommy bucked his hips up, fucking deep into her, and then he drew
back out. Rita held still on her knees, letting him fuck her stretched
cunt.

The rising and falling waves of warmth in her pussy stopped falling.
They rose higher and higher with each fuck-stroke. She started whipping
her body back and forth, tossing her blonde hair out over her son's
face, then whipping it behind her.

"Ohhh! Ooooh!"

Mitzi was doing the same. The girl's brunette hair was longer and it
tossed farther each time she whipped her body forward.

Mitzi went tense beside Rita. She bent down close over Bill while he
fucked into her cunt faster. Then he grunted and wrapped his arms around
her.

Rita swelled toward her peak. Tommy was slamming his fucker into her
cunt, harder with each stroke, and now his face was red.

Rita stiffened, and her cunt-cum started to flow.

Tommy continued hammering up into her faster and harder each time. Rita
bent low and took his face in her hands. He heaved himself up and put
his arms around her as his cum-load spurted deep in her cunt. They
quivered together while his jism pumped into her pussy.

When their cum stopped, Rita stayed folded against him, her tits turning
soft against his chest. Mitzi was doing the same over Bill. Bill held
her close and caressed her tangle of dark hair.

After a few minutes, strength returned to Rita's legs. Tommy's cock in
her cunt was returning to life, swelling and turning hard. Rita turned
her face to the silent couple beside her.

"Good. Let's put it to good use. Everyone gets to share everything.
Let's have a daisy chain."

Rita brought her ass up, drawing her cunt free of Tommy's cock.

"Let's see," Rita said, "Us girls are smaller, so we'll lie across the
head and the foot of the bed. To start with, I'll go down on Tommy's
cock. Mitzi, you take Bill's. We'll keep switching, like when we
fucked."

"Wait a minute," Mitzi said. "I never did this part right. Let me
practice on you for a minute, Bill."

While Rita and Tommy watched, Bill lay on his back and the girl
straddled his shoulders, facing his cock, which had turned stiff. She
took his prick into her mouth.

With her nose halfway to his balls panic showed in her eyes, but she
kept nodding her head, inching her lips down the cock-shaft. Finally,
her nose touched his balls, and then she brought her mouth up the length
of his cock, then back down to the root, then up to the cock-head and
off.

"I can do it! Now I know I won't throw up on anyone. Let's get started!"

While Mitzi scooted to the foot of the bed, Rita lay on her back across
the head of the bed, turned in the direction opposite from Mitzi. She
twisted her body at the waist to put her face over Tommy's cock as he
lay along the side of the bed.

Rita had worked her lips out over the swelled head of Tommy's cock when
strong hands gripped her thighs, pulling them apart, and she stole a
glance. Bill had her legs spread straight out, and then he slipped his
hands up and squeezed the soft flesh of her hips. He put his face to her
shaved cunt.

While Bill's tongue sent little tremors of heat through her cunt, Rita
worked her stretched lips down the shaft of her son's big cock. The
cock-head filled her throat by the time her mouth was halfway down the
cock-shaft. It was still slippery with salty cum, however, and each time
she nodded, the prick-head slipped deeper.

Finally, her nose touched his balls just as her chin pressed into the
curly hair on his groin. She drew her lips all the way up to the head of
his cock, breathed through her nose, then ran her mouth back down to the
root.

Bill's tongue touched her clit, and the hot sensation made her rock her
hips up. The flash of heat faded while he drew his tongue back, then he
ventured forth again.

Her hips bucked up again as his tongue touched her clit. Her back arched
and she held her ass up while the pulse of heat faded. Then her ass came
back to the bed, just as his tongue again slipped between her cunt-lips.

While Bill's tongue kept her cunt hot, she gave full strokes with her
lips on Tommy's cock. Soon he started heaving his loins up to meet her
mouth each time she brought her lips down his cock-lance.

Rita stole a glance at Mitzi. Her dark hair spilled down over her face
and over Bill's balls while she ran her lips up and down the length of
his prick. Her hips rocked up rhythmically under Tommy's face.

Rita worked her lips up Tommy's cock and off the cock-head and called
out, "Time!"

Bill touched his tongue to her clit one more time, then brought his face
away from her cunt. Leaving her legs spread, Rita spun on her back,
bringing her cunt under Tommy's face, her mouth over Bill's stiff cock.

Bill's cock was smaller and easier to take as she put the cock-head in
her mouth and inched her lips down the cock-shaft, feeling the cock-tip
brush down her throat. Just when her face touched Bill's crotch-hair,
Tommy's mouth covered her cunt.

Tommy's tongue slipped between the bare lips of her cunt and thrust
against the tender flesh of her pussy-folds. His tongue pushed harder
and harder, and her fuck-hole parted, and his tongue slipped inside.

When Tommy's tongue drew back, she gave attention to Bill's cock in her
mouth. The prick-head was way back in her throat, and she couldn't
breathe past it. She drew her lips up to the head of his cock and took
several breaths through her nose, then went back down and started
fucking her face on his cock-lance. Bill's hips squirmed under her face.

Meantime, Tommy's tongue was keeping her hips busy, jerking each time he
touched her clit. Her son was a master of timing. Each time he touched
her clit, her hips jerked up, then settled back while the electric jolt
faded away. Then, just as her ass touched the bed, his tongue would be
back on her clit, making her heave her hips up again.

Rita drew her lips up off Bill's cock and said, "Time!"

She had to wait while Tommy sent her hips heaving up one more time
before he withdrew and she could spin on her back, now placing her cunt
under Bill's mouth. Tommy turned, with his big cock under her face.

Rita put her mouth on the cock-head and pushed down. She ran her lips
down the length of the cock-shaft and waited with her nose against his
balls, while Bill worked his tongue up her cunt-slit and probed,
touching her clit, sending her ass heaving high.

Now she slipped her mouth up Tommy's cock-shaft and breathed while she
worked her tongue in his piss-slit. He writhed under her mouth and then
settled his hips while she went back down.

Bill continued running his tongue up just inside her cunt-lips to touch
her clit lightly and withdraw. It was making the pulses of heat in her
pussy turn to waves.

While Rita swelled toward orgasm, she glanced at Mitzi. The girl's back
was arched and rigid while she still gave full lip-strokes on Bill's
cock.

While Rita sucked on Tommy's cock his body stiffened under her. She
picked up the pace, ramming her lips up and down faster and harder until
his hot cum spurted deep in her throat.

Bill's tongue on Rita's clit was bringing her ass higher and higher off
the bed as the huge wave of heat in her cunt built higher and higher and
higher.

Then her back arched rigidly and her cunt-cum let go, flowing into
Bill's waiting mouth.

Mitzi was still working her mouth up and down on Bill's prick, and his
ass was bouncing on the bed. Soon he arched and quivered all over. His
tongue in Rita's cunt became unsteady, jerking in spasms.

Rita slipped her lips up the cock-shaft and off the cock-head. She was
breathing hard while she rested her face on his groin. After a moment,
Bill drew his tongue out of her cunt.

"Well," Rita said, "do we know how to throw a party or what?"

"That was the greatest!" Mitzi said.

"Yeah!" Tommy agreed.

Bill said, "There should be a saying ... the family that lays together,
stays together."

"That's good, Bill," Rita said. "That reminds me, would you like to move
in with us? I could use another son."

"Mom!" Tommy shouted. "Bill already has a family. Stop being such a
mother hen."